This morning, after pasing on a 6 point, this dandy nine pointer stepped into my C.O.D (circle of death) at my place. Rattled and grunted him in from 200 yards, he had to cross a creek and jump a fence to get to my shot window. He WALKED with a double lung 60 yards before tipping over in a open field, I got to see the whole thing!. Wensel woodsman on a footed cedar/rosewood shaft, turkey fletch, rabbit fur tracer. Little Tree Selfbow, osage/rattlesnake, 55#, fastflight. Game Over.
SELFBOWS ROCK!