Upon returning home I was greeted by John one of my dad's friends who informed me that he had "arrowed" a very nice ten point buck. The rest of our hunting party arrived shortly after and the decision was made to track and hopefully retrieve John's deer. We gathered the necessary gear for the job: rope, knives, flashlights, and a lantern.

Upon reaching the site my dad gave each of us a task, John would mark each drop of blood that was found to prevent us from ruining the trail, Bill's job was to track our location on our GPS, my dad's job was to follow the deer's tracks and look for blood; because I have read so many articles on tracking deer and have a knack for feeling which way a deer would go (and add to that the fact I am the only one in camp that is athletic) I would go on ahead of the group and try to run the deer down if the trail went bad. I could feel the air getting colder and the sky darker. The drops of blood began getting smaller and smaller until they were barley visible against the dark autumn leaves. Now it was my turn to lead the way, John said when he shot the deer was angling toward him and he was sure he had hit the deer in it's front shoulder. Knowing these facts I was able to predict the deer would do two things: first it would take a path that provided easy walking because of its wounded leg and second it might head for the closest water source beca

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