Went out, this morning, I was sent for Christmas dinner gathering, great morning to be out, good conditions, I was really hopeful, to come back home, with Christmas dinner sorted.
There was 2 of us, we went in a woodland, that it's split by an A road, so one to the left, the other to the right.
after 3 hours of mix stalking and high seat, I didn't manage to find anything, so decided to go back to the cars and wait for the other hunting companion to come back. As I was changing jacket, I notice in the woodland, some movement, got my rifle and binos and started to investigate, it was a munty doe, quite young, but perfect for my requirements, about 60 yards out and boom, fell to the shot, in the atlas joint, at this point I was really happy, walked back to the car, to tool up, my companion also joined me, informed him about the event and off we went to prepare the carcass, quick inspection of the animal... Seemed fine, so gambrel out and suitable tree to hand fit the grallock.
From here on went all down hill for my planned Christmas dinner, I was mortified by the findings, but happy to put the animal out of is misery end.