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Two years ago,out back,had two buck following doe come up the trail past me. I was settled in on my Waldrop and when that buck stopped about 12 yds away I managed to kill the Pine behind him.


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They ran off, and I sat there like you do when you do something stupid like I did. It was not to long later and I caught movement on my right. Here they came again. I cautiously got turned and was in a pretty awkward position when I released the second Zwickey which also missed it's mark. Off they went and my head was touching the Oak leaves between my feet. Oh well,it happens.

As I am looking down through the woods I cannot believe it,but here comes that buck again. I am thinking to myself....no way,but here he comes. I have to now get an arrow out of my Cat quiver,get it nocked because this is going to happen. At about 8 yds he stops and any closer and he is going to wind me. I hit full draw and the 3rd Zwickey is gone. I caught him right in front of the left front leg and the Zwickey was buried in the far shoulder. He ran off very wobbly and piled up less than 50 yds away. Unbelievable......

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The most unbelievable shot I have ever seen, not a shot by me, was on a goat hunting trip in Washington years ago. After a day of hunting my buddy Dale and I where heading down the mountain back to camp when we came out on a rock outcropping that looked down on my backpacking tent ... I got the bright idea that we should shoot an arrow down toward my tent and the guy closest to the tent didn't have to cook dinner. Now this tent was WAY down the mountain, I mean a little spec, I was shooting a Cascade Nighthawk Magnum and Dale was shooting a Brackenbury Legend. I took first shot and came up short about 80 yards or so and I thought I was aiming almost straight up and out. Dale pulls back the Brackenbury and arches a shot toward the sun and down the mountain. It keeps going and going and I'm thinking " I'm cooking dinner " ... Well his cedar arrow went right thru the top of my tent and into my sleeping bag !!! When it hit the tent it let out a popping sound like a big ballon. What the hell was I thinking [banghead] [banghead] Dale was laughing so hard at the look on my face he almost pee'd his camo pants ... That shot was unbelievable [Not Worthy] [Not Worthy] [archer2]

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Sept. 11, 2001

Had this small bull come directly toward me, then turn to my right. I had to let him go by me at 22 yds to clear a tree and offer a quartering away shot. But by them he was behind a dead blowdown with limbs sticking up every 12-14 inches. His vitals were behind the main stem of the tree, but I knew I could arch my arrow into the kill zone with my Brackenbury recurve.

I timed my shot to coincide with the bulls vitals being in between the limbs...let out a cow chirp that stopped him and released. The arrow flew perfect and quartered up to the far shoulder. The bulls only went 60 yds and piled up.

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I have had some that were beyond my abilities, I have been at this since I was four years old. My first kill, a mourning dove at four years old with a bodkin broadhead off the neighbors fence. The one I had to work for was a flying woodcock. I had my 89 pound Big Five and three steel blunts topped with HTMs with me. I jumped a group and the shot at the one that caught my eye went right through the group and hit nothing. They scattered and most landed again about 100 yards away. I marked where a couple set down. The next one got up sooner than I expected and my shot went high. Forty yards later I was about where I saw one land. He got up flew around a large maple quartering away and smack into my on coming arrow. I had him mounted, sAved the breast meat, I have posted the pic on here once already.

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Great reads.....fun reading Mudd's since I was there...brought back great memories. One of my most unbelievable shots was on the previous pheasant hunt. The revers cant leaning back pretzel shot on a pheasant.

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I may have made the longest shot of the hunt, but without a doubt Terry made the coolest shot!

This bird flushed straight up and decided to fly right over the line of shooters. Terry swung on the bird and waited till he cleared the other shooters and was directly above his head.

I mean he was twisted, leaning back, reverse canted, shooting directly over his head as the bird crossed about 20ft over his head...and he just hammered him in one of the most contorted positions I've ever seen!

As excited as I got over my shot, I think I carried on even more over the shot I'd just witnessed Terry just pulled off.....it was one of those you really needed to be there, to see it, to appreciate it...
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This thread is a perfect example why one might want to leave ethical or not ethical out of the equation. If you think you can make the shot... take it,imo. Like RC says, "if ain't nothing flying, ain't nothing dying".

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My best to date was during a fall turkey/deer outing.
I was still hunting thru the oaks when I heard a sound that could only be a flock of turkey's down the ridge in the creek bottom.
As I worked my way down I could see them about 60 yards, and they were heading towards a CRP field. I couldn't make it to them in time and they soon disappeared into the grass. I decided to follow anyway, hoping my noise would be covered by their own.

I could see the grass moving ahead, but no birds. Finally at about 30 yards they flush up and start to fly towards the Treeline, and without thinking I swung up and released. I center punched the trailing bird and it dropped in the field like a brick. I couldn't believe it. Then I took me another 45 min just to find it in the 5' talk grass .

Another one of my favorites was where I was set up 1/2" up a steep ridge with my set up facing the creek bottom. I had a big long nose doe heading my way, when all of a sudden she stops, stomps and hightails it outta there. Just at that time I hear rustling to my right coming from the bottoms, as I look over a coyote is trotting up the creek bottom towards the doe. I swung up, released and watched my arrow take it in the neck. I found him 25 yards later under a gnarly Osage tree.

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Great great stories! Thanks for posting them guys. Ken I laughed out loud at the arrow going through the top of the tent! I could totally picture it, I love watching arrows fly far and free like that... simple beauty.

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This is a great thread.

I have one that stands out in my mind, that is small game related. The big game I've killed have been pretty standard 10 - 25 yard shots from ground and tree. Nothing to write home about.

I had just recently switched to shooting dedicated vertical bow with a lengthy pause at anchor. Really working on my form to get to a solid anchor and expand through the shot with my back. I was sitting about 20 feet up in my climber at the top of a hill. The hill sloped down behind me extremely aggressively. A squirrel did a 10 yard loop in front of me, and headed down the hill never stopping to offer me a shot.

He finally stopped off my left shoulder down the hill. I thought to myself, "shooting vertical bow, I can get my bow pretty close to this tree and shoot over here" never with the intention of actually taking a shot this far down in elevation and distance.

I drew just to feel how it felt. Once I got to anchor and started expanding, it felt perfect, my sight picture looked perfect. So I loosed the string. The arrow struck right behind the squirrels shoulder and he was dead on the spot.

My hunting partner came over to my tree on the way out, and I asked him to recover the squirrel and pace it off. 37 paces with about 40 feet of elevation difference between the squirrel down the hill and my 20 feet up the tree. It was incredible.

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I remembered one more.

I had been doing some horse trading and got a "Sheldon" in trade.

Like always I try to get new bows to the range ASAP so off I went.

I had just laid the bow down to retrieve my arrows from the target when I hear something in the tree tops of the tall pines.

I see a Fox squirrel in the very top jumping from tree to tree. I grabbed my bow and a small game arrow,swinging up and releasing, almost all in one motion.

Here is the results:

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I looked for the photo of the squirrel fried on my plate with mashed potatoes and gravy. (not found)...lol

God bless,Mudd

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Way back in time, 1967 to be exact, I was still trying to kill my first deer with a bow. I only knew a couple of people who ever did it. I was sitting on a limb of an apple tree on the edge of a field where I had seen deer eating before. A dusk 3 doe come out half way across the field an walking briskly left to right like they had some place to go. I knew they weren't coming my way, Fred Bear and Howard Hill can do it so I draw back my 45# Browning, hold a million feet high and way out in front of the lead doe and let it go. The deer kept walking, my arrow was on its way down and I thought, "Wow, that's gonna be close!" Suddenly I see a massive amount of blood on the side of the doe and she makes it 30 yds and goes down! 77 yds! I've been doing this for many years now and would never dream of taking such a thoughtless shot like that again but it was amazing at the time!
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About 3-4 years ago I was hunting with my father. We had sat the morning and like always we got down and walked around, ate lunch and did some shooting before we got back on stand. We were walking through an open field with a pond above us and I see a dragon fly zig zagging over the grass. My father must of saw it at the same time as me cause we both just looked at each other. I could tell by his face he was saying you couldn't hit that in a million years. Not to let my father down I drew a 2117 with a 125grn judo out. Strung it on my 43# Ben Person Mace. I looked out at the dragon fly racing from my left to right, pulled back and let the arrow fly. The Dragon fly split in two at 10 yards out. My father just shook his head as he stared at me. I naturally told him with such an amazing shot he had to do the cleaning and cooking of it. [biglaugh]

He made me a little plack for it with a new york hunting tag and all and gave it to me for Christmas I still have hanging on my wall.

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Well, it's interesting that Terry put a 3 story limit on because that's what I have. I'd have to say mine were all about 'witnesses' making them 'great'.

The first was way back in the early 1970's. I grew up on a cherry farm and we had some large mowed yards. I would spend a lot of time chasing gophers around the farm, both out in the orchards and in the yard. Well, mom was out doing some stuff in the front of the house and a gopher popped up some distance away as I had just come out of the house with my Howard Hill longbow and Judo tipped cedar shaft. I said 'mom, watch this', drew back, released and after a second, wallop. Drilled him from 39 yards. Mom shrieked and I whooped it up.

Number two came in the late 80's when I used to travel to Montana to hunt elk and mule deer in the Big Sky area. A compound hunting friend of mine and I were doing a day trip up the mountain and had just started in when a 3x3 buck stood up. I was in the lead and using a Howard Hill back quiver still. I had an arrow on the string and off before the buck moved and hit him as pretty as you could want. He trotted about 35 yards and tipped over. We paced off the shot afterwards and it was 33 yards. My buddy said 'I had just started reaching for an arrow and you'd already had yours in the air'.

The third came when I was hunting with another friend who was toting a compound. We were hunting southern MI farm country with little plots of hardwoods and lots of fence rows and scrub areas. We got close to his parents house and pulled out the judo points because we often see rabbits along the path to the house. As we moved along slowly, a rabbit took off through the briars about 10 steps away and as I drew and swung with him he approached a small opening and I bowled him over as he hit the opening. My buddy said he couldn't believe I made that shot.

Well, there you have it. As I said, I think the fun of all those was having someone to enjoy the moment with.

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- The Jerry Pierce Buck nov.27 1999

This is a true story, a short version !

I hunted NJ NY and Pa. all my life -- Thousands of hours in a tree stand over a 40 year period !
Now I venture to Iowa--- the trip, the so called guide - Outfitter-- is yet another story.
I had to put off the trip until the week of Thanks Giving--- I passed some nice bucks-- my so called guide after a week of hunting
my so called guide said are you going to shoot a deer with that recurve ! How BIG of a buck
do you want to shoot--
I said, I will know it when I see him --
It was the last day of my hunt--- he said -- pick you up at 10:30

The morning was the first real cool day of the week. I saw a coyote and some pheasants--
It's now 10:25 something told me to stay.
All the time I am ther I just know it it going to happen-- just a feeling-- I feel confident--
At 10:30 I am not ready to leave. I say one more minute--
That is when I hear it, somone walking in the Switch Grass-- I can't see far in the ambush spot. He popps over the fence--
Like a dream -- is this realy hapening-- wake up Rob
How big is he--- the biggest deer of my life---
will probably never see one bigger--- ( I never have)
If he continues up the hill, I will not get a shot-- if he makes a left turn down the trail.
It will happen ! HERE HE COMES, WALKING SLOW WITH HIS TOUNG HANGING OUT,HEAD DOWN FROM HAVING SOME FUN. dESPITE A FULL MOON ALL WEEK. hE IS HEADED BACK TO HIS BED.
sCOUTING DURING THE WEEK, i THINK HE IS THE ONE i SAW - JUST A FLASH - THIS WAS THICK COVER--
tHERE WAS ONLY A FEW TREES ON THE SIDE HILL.
tHE ONLY PLACE FOR ANY KIND OF STAND .
ok HERE COME THE EXCHUSES - i HAVE BEEN IN THE STAND FOR 5 HOURS-- i HAVE NOT PULLED BACK MY BOW-- my 65# jERRY pIERCE BOW FEELS LIKE 100 POUNDS - AS i DRAW BACK-- HE IS POINT BLANK--
HE IS MASSIVE-- WITH POINTS ALL OVER, THE BASE OF HIS ANTLERS HAVE ABOUT 2" OF CEDAR BARK ON THEM--
All the practice, all the thoughs of what to do go out the window, I cannot wait as he comes down he trail-- more like a rabbit path--
I can't wait, I make the mistake of not letting him get broadside. He is quARTERING TOWARD ME
I pull back - I hit the wall - the arrow is gone.
Can't take it back--
He never looses his stride, a combination of crunchy leaves and a quite bow - or God ! he never hears a thing.
Except for the next arrow that comes out of the quiver - ( the fastest draw I ever made) the rubber on the quiver makes a tiny little squeek.
He stops right below, he looks up--eye ball to eye ball. Minutes go by, my my arm is getting tired. The other hand holding the arrow is now startring to shake. wHEN WILL THIS END
IN one giant leap he is out of sight. I turn completely around, never expecting to shoot in that direction.
There he is -}-----> to be continued !

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- The Jerry Pierce Buck nov.27 1999

This is a true story, a short version !

I hunted NJ NY and Pa. all my life -- Thousands of hours in a tree stand over a 40 year period !
Now I venture to Iowa--- the trip, the so called guide - Outfitter-- is yet another story.
I had to put off the trip until the week of Thanks Giving--- I passed some nice bucks-- my so called guide after a week of hunting
my so called guide said are you going to shoot a deer with that recurve ! How BIG of a buck
do you want to shoot--
I said, I will know it when I see him --
It was the last day of my hunt--- he said -- pick you up at 10:30

The morning was the first real cool day of the week. I saw a coyote and some pheasants--
It's now 10:25 something told me to stay.
All the time I am ther I just know it it going to happen-- just a feeling-- I feel confident--
At 10:30 I am not ready to leave. I say one more minute--
That is when I hear it, somone walking in the Switch Grass-- I can't see far in the ambush spot. He popps over the fence--
Like a dream -- is this realy hapening-- wake up Rob
How big is he--- the biggest deer of my life---
will probably never see one bigger--- ( I never have)
If he continues up the hill, I will not get a shot-- if he makes a left turn down the trail.
It will happen ! HERE HE COMES, WALKING SLOW WITH HIS TOUNG HANGING OUT,HEAD DOWN FROM HAVING SOME FUN. dESPITE A FULL MOON ALL WEEK. hE IS HEADED BACK TO HIS BED.
sCOUTING DURING THE WEEK, i THINK HE IS THE ONE i SAW - JUST A FLASH - THIS WAS THICK COVER--
tHERE WAS ONLY A FEW TREES ON THE SIDE HILL.
tHE ONLY PLACE FOR ANY KIND OF STAND .
ok HERE COME THE EXCHUSES - i HAVE BEEN IN THE STAND FOR 5 HOURS-- i HAVE NOT PULLED BACK MY BOW-- my 65# jERRY pIERCE BOW FEELS LIKE 100 POUNDS - AS i DRAW BACK-- HE IS POINT BLANK--
HE IS MASSIVE-- WITH POINTS ALL OVER, THE BASE OF HIS ANTLERS HAVE ABOUT 2" OF CEDAR BARK ON THEM--
All the practice, all the thoughs of what to do go out the window, I cannot wait as he comes down he trail-- more like a rabbit path--
I can't wait, I make the mistake of not letting him get broadside. He is quARTERING TOWARD ME
I pull back - I hit the wall - the arrow is gone.
Can't take it back--
He never looses his stride, a combination of crunchy leaves and a quite bow - or God ! he never hears a thing.
Except for the next arrow that comes out of the quiver - ( the fastest draw I ever made) the rubber on the quiver makes a tiny little squeek.
He stops right below, he looks up--eye ball to eye ball. Minutes go by, my my arm is getting tired. The other hand holding the arrow is now startring to shake. wHEN WILL THIS END
IN one giant leap he is out of sight. I turn completely around, never expecting to shoot in that direction.
There he is -}-----> to be continued !

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