well it turned out to be the best and worst hunt of my life. I finally got a shot at a nice doe after getting only opportunities at bucks for the last week. As the sun was starting to fade, four does made there was down into my draw and I shot the leader at about 50 yards with a frontal shot at the base of the neck. They all tore off back in the direction they came from. I could tell the one I shot at was hit by the way she was running so I loaded up again and headed toward the blood trail. I found very good blood and followed it over to the next draw where she layed with her head still up. I tried to creep around a tree to get a better angle but she seen me and took off over the butte. I went to her bed and it was covered in blood. She cant go far I thought to myself. About 800 yards later I caught up to her and put another ball in her to finish her off. Now for the long drag back to the pickup. I drug her about a fourth of the way up and down the hills before I couldn't hack it anymore. So headed back to the pickup the get some rope and lighten up my load a little. I got back to the pickup and realized that I had lost my ignition key somehow. Did it fall out of my pocket when I was grabbing my loading stuff or did it fall out when I tripped on the snow covered log and face planted while dragging the deer. so I called up a buddy of mine who introduced me to this property. He would be the only one to even know where I am at in this rough country. so he came and got me and even go his pickup close enough to the deer so we only had to drag it about 100 yards to the pickup. I wish I got to ride saddle horse in in this country as a kid. So long story short, I went through hell to get my first black powder deer but dammit I got her. now I just have to call my ford dealer to get a new key for my pickup