Me and my podnuhs keep a google doc file to journal our kills. All of the entries are 100% true every time 50% of the time. I was going through it today and came across this doozy from last year. English is this fellers first language believe it or not.

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I spent Monday, 11/9, morning scouting for a hot tree to hunt. I found a nutall oak dropping acorns. There were a few piles of deer droppings under it and I was able to determine that the deer would feed there that evening based on the carbon decay in their droppings. When you know the half life of carbon it is easy to determine their feeding intervals when the age of droppings varies. This tree was a 3 mile walk uphill through a swamp so I travelled light. I took my m7 microlite stand and 1 muddy pro climbing stick. I brought 1 arrow and left my release and bow sight behind to save weight. Since I planned on spending the night in the tree I packed 3 olives and a sardine for dinner. It took me about 10 minutes to get to the tree fully loaded down. I found a bare tree with heavy cover around it. Since the bark was rough, I was able to get 27 feet up with my single stick. When I set up I discovered that I was missing a bolt from my stand. I removed the sight from my bow and used it along with a lock of hair from my mullet to hold the stand together.
When the sun started going behind the trees I started hearing deer move through the woods. I was standing at the ready. One of the benefits of no release is being able to quickly draw and loose an arrow. I heard running coming towards me. Two deer came out of the palmettos and stopped at 20 yards. One was a large doe so I used my instincts to aim the bow at it. Due to the heavy cover and low light I did not notice a large acorn falling from the feed tree. My arrow hit it in flight and deflected. Instead of striking the heart of the deer it went through the back strap of the button buck that was with the doe. After watching the deer disappear into the palmettos I climbed down.
I got to my fourwheeler and rode to where Malcolm’s survey flagging started. I knew I would be waiting a while for him to find his way out of the so I took a nap. I could hear Malcolm cracking sticks on his way out from roughly 300 yards away. When he got out I let him know about the button buck and he left to get his dog.
While waiting for Malcolm to find his dog myself and Tweeter went to look for blood. We located the arrow and left the woods so that Malcolm’s dog would have a chance to find the deer. While waiting in the parking area a game warden asked to see my license. I let the warden go with a warning and not long after he finished apologizing Malcolm arrived with his dog. Since his four wheeler was not running I had to push his back to where I had shot the deer. Once Malcolm’s dog found the trail of the deer we had to convince Malcolm to follow the dog and not drag her in the opposite direction. Once we convinced him to trust the dog it became apparent from the blood that she was on the trail. It was truly impressive watching the dog pick its way through the palmettos with laser focus. Malcolm got ahead of us and we suddenly heard multiple gunshots. We ran up and he was using a knife to cut a triangle shaped hole in the strap of a fawn so that it would appear that an arrow had gone through it. He looked startled and showed us his badge. Me and Tweeter decided it would be safer to agree with Malcolm that I had killed the deer even though he shot it twice. We both know the truth...Malcolm just wanted to shoot a fawn. He kneeled on it’s neck for 7 or 8 minutes after shooting it. When we asked him why he said it was because his bodycam was off Hopefully the 160 lb cull button buck that I had shot made it through the winter with it’s injury.