I think I’m beginning to get the hang of this desert mule deer hunting. I have hunted this area for over 10 years but it was only two years ago I harvested my first buck. The key is water. Duh. Range - 36 yards. Here is the spot. Four came in from the left to drink on the small beach. The first problem was they lined up at the water in such a way that I couldn’t shoot any one of them without hitting at least one other. I had to wait for one on the far side to peel off on his own. The best of the four was in the middle. At such short distance I aimed for the heart. This was another 3 point plus eye guards. An 8 point using eastern count. I examined the heart and it was a grazing shot to the heart that took out the far side lung. And of course it started to run. Now I’m getting older and really didn’t want to track in the middle of this scrub desert. So as he turned and started to run I led him correctly and I put another in his left shoulder that exited the right shoulder breaking both shoulders. Despite that it ran another 25 yards.