By John Jeanneney
On October 8 I had a call from a young college student at SUNY Cobleskill. He had bow shot a mature doe that morning and had tracked it about 300 yards to a lawn behind the house of the property owner. He was "pretty sure" that the deer had turned back up into the woods, but he couldn't find any more blood.
It was a beautiful fall afternoon when Jolanta, Tommy and I met the hunter and drove to his hunting area which was about 25 miles from where we live in
Jolanta had her camera and was ready to shoot anything, dog, deer or landscape
that might present a photo op.
I like to start at the hit site, but since we had good blood much closer, Tommy and I started up in the woods about 50 yards from the point of loss at the lawn where the doe was supposed to have turned back. Tommy locked in on the scent line, and when we came to the lawn he did not hesitate.
Out across the lawn he went, across a road, and then we had to stop to get permission to continue. A 100 yards of lawn stretched out ahead. No visible blood and the scent line was ten hours old on closely mowed grass. How could Tommy track with such ease in such a situation? Was he making it up?
We were reassured when we got down into the brushy woods and saw blood. No problem. Tommy went another 150 yards to the dead doe. Meanwhile, Jolanta's camera was constantly at work. You see the results here.
We gutted the doe and the hunter dragged it up the hill and across the expanse of lawns. Jolanta took more photos in the beautiful, late afternoon light.
When Jolanta posted the landscape photos on a Facebook group for Hilltowners that evening, a comment soon came in, "Hey, that photo was taken in front of my house."
The next day another message came in from the same man. "Did you find the deer? Was just wondering because one of my Labs brought me home a wonderful gift this morning: the mammary glands that had been cut out of a doe. Hahaha... I had to laugh, especially after seeing your photo and knowing the story behind it"
What a small world!