Yesterday after I came back to my uncles house after hunting to have coffee, we were discussing what I saw. He said, why didn't you just shoot the first big doe that you saw? I told him that its bucks only... he responded with so, shoot what you see no one will ever know.
I told him, I'm not a poacher like him, and just don't wack'em stack'em like he would. He would of course use the Ruger .338 WM to do the job and call it good not caring about the quality of the hunt or anything else.
I told him look, my quest is like those that choose to climb Mt Everest. Sure they could get to the top with the use of a helecopter, but would have to stop along the way to aclimate to the elevation, but would get there the questest way possible to say they got to the top. I told him, for me I would rather take the long journey and experience the climb and enjoy everything along the way.
He looked at me made, because I called him a wack'em stack'em poacher. I told him your way is not my way, as I'm not a head or neck shooter either. All he could say is, "why do you waist your time?"
I told him, my time is not waisted, but every moment experienced is treasured. Every arrow launched no matter if I made a connection or not, is remembered and most of all ITS NOT ABOUT KILLING!
Even though I was so close to the does, my heart still pounded in my chest, and then what a bonus seeing the 3 bucks, even at a distance.
Yep, it was a good bowhunt!