Hello, TradGangers, Merry Christmas to everybody!
I hope you all are having a great time with your beloved ones.
Yesterday I went hunting, and I learned some lessons the hard way.
I had a tough week, so I decided just to go with my recurve, since I was too tired to even carry the tree stand. I hid on the ground behind some bush, hoping for some deer to come around.
I saw turkeys!!!!! I couldn't shoot them from where I was, since there was too much vegetation, so I started moving slowly toward them, trying to keep cover. They were feeding around. It took a lot of patience and some luck, but an hour later I finally managed to place myself so that I could ambush them in the spot they were moving to. At the last moment I realized some branches were denying me a clear shot, so I moved a few steps to have a better view. Just in time! I saw the first bearded guy passing through, but he saw me at the last moment. He turned and moved away, showing his back to me, giving a narrow target. I drew and took the shot! The arrow dag straight in the middle of its back! For a moment I thought I got myself a turkey for Christmas! The guy though spread its wings and flew away. I followed it with my eyes for a hundred yards, then it disappeared. I was surprised it managed to fly for so long with an arrow in its back.
I waited for just 15 minutes, thinking my prey would probably not live that long. I walked over where I saw it flying. The grass was so tall and thick I couldn't find it if I stepped on it. Following my just instinct, I walked over the direction he took. After about 150 yards, I literally stepped on it. I could see its head was light pink, due to the blood loss. He flew away again, and although I had an arrow nocked, I was so surprised that I did not have the time to take the shot!
I never found it. Today I'm at home, musing on my mistakes.
1) I shot him too far on the back. The arrow actually went where I aimed for, but that should have been a bit forward to get into the lungs/heart area
2) I should have waited longer. The guy was not going anywhere had I waited for longer. I thought "it's just a bird" not thinking that a turkey is actually larger than a fox, and certainly not as squishy as a pheasant. Dumb me.
I'm hunting species we don't have in my country, and I have been a gun/hounds hunter all my life. I am learning a lot, but man, this burns. It would have been my first bowkill :(
I am sorry to bother you with this. I'm eager to go hunting again, and the season is almost over. What a bummer.
OK, the rant is over, thanks for hearing me out. Wish you all a Merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year.
Max