I guess I’ll be carrying my 30-30 with me until me 10mm carbine comes in……because what just happened will not happen to me again.
The deer really wasn’t hit that good. Otis was having to dig hard just to track him. We never found a single drop of blood. We finally took him off into a pine thicket though and found him. I heard Otis cut loose barking up ahead of me and I started easing in. I spotted the deer about 40-50 yards away bayed up in briar thicket but I could only see his front shoulder and neck/head. The guy wasn’t exaggerating when he said 150…..he was a giant. For whatever reason, the hunter had fell back a couple hundred yards so all I had was my pistol and I figured I better shoot while I had the chance. I missed the sum bitch several times with him just standing there like nothing was happening. I'm not even gonna admit how many times I missed. I knew I was too far away from him so I tried to ease in closer and when I did he broke bay. I finally got the hunter to me and turned Otis back loose on him. We pushed him through the pine thicket and into the edge of a clear cut where the hunter rounded off a couple more running shots at him from 100 yards and he missed him too.
We decided to back out and give the deer a few hours. He looked like something was wrong with his back end but he was still moving pretty good. I even tried to convince the hunter to back out until tomorrow morning due to how lively he was but the hunter wasn’t wanting to hear it. So we decided to go eat lunch and see if he would lay down. We waited until 3:00 but when we got back it was apparent that he hadn’t laid down. Again Otis was struggling to track him. I’ve seen Otis track enough gut hits that I just don’t think this deer was hammered in the guts. Especially as lively as he was 18 hrs after the shot. I think it was maybe hit in the hindquarter or grazed low in the guts. He was running funny but still running none the less. We finally caught back up after several hundred yards but he just wouldn’t attempt to bay up again. It eventually started geeting dark on us and that was that. The hunter has to work tomorrow. The other club members are gonna watch for buzzards.
I don't know why he bayed up out of the bed but I had him fellas…..at 50 yards. He was huuuuuuge.
I knew I was too far away from him so I tried to ease in closer and when I did he broke bay. I finally got the hunter to me and turned Otis back loose on him. We pushed him through the pine thicket and into the edge of a clear cut where the hunter rounded off a couple more running shots at him from 100 yards and he missed him too. 
He was huuuuuuge. 
