I am completely disheartened. I may throw my guns in the river. Tonight at dusk, I shot a massive buck with my muzzleloader at 40 yards. I was set up on the edge of a swamp and pines along a heavily used scrape and trail line. A buck came out of the brush and i shot him with a 240 grain XTP sabot pushed by 100 grains of triple seven pellets ( a combo that i get 1.25 inch groups with ). I brought up the scope and saw the massive rack on the buck quartering towards me. Instant buck fever. The gun went off slightly before I wanted it to, hitting him about 4 inches high in the shoulder.
Upon impact, the buck was knocked backwards into a sapling, knocking him down and knocking the branches off the tree. The buck came to his feet and ran off into the nastiest, most impenetrable swamp imaginable. He ran through standing water, leaving nary a trace. Blood and fur were at the impact site, but not a trace afterwards. We have recived over 2 FEET of rain in the last month here in the North Florida low country and it is raining now.
Add to that the 10 pointer i shot broadside, a pass through with a muzzy 100 grain that I also lost during archery, and I am at my wits end. Depression does not begin to explain it. 2 wallhangers lost in as many weeks, two of the biggest white tailed deer I have ever seen. I am going to spend the next three days or more looking for this latest buck, but this is getting bad. The gators have a better chance than I do where he ran into. I cant take much more of this....any suggestions? Is this normal in the deep south? I hope not.