I put the camera away and take Miss faith out the in-ground bowholder that keeps her upright and at-the-ready...
Before I know it, he's right at the decoys, standing stone still...but right behind the jake...I can't shoot....yet....
I have tension on the string, a lot of tension...
This is about to happen...I'm holding Miss Faith, using arrows and quiver given to me by a dear friend, and I was shooting the last of my Chris Surtees VPA broadheads(last years that I used to kill 3 turkeys, and 3 deer is going into the St. Jude action along with the arrows that were used along the way).
This was going to be very special in so many ways....he walked 2 very slow steps and is now at about 10yds, quartering away.....
This is where the first of the "twists" in this story happen....
What happened next was something I thought about keeping out of the story...it's almost embarrassing to tell, but it's a part of the story and I'm committed to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth...
I'm a guy that takes a lot of pride in his shooting, and my ability to make good on opportunities when given. I mean I'm not the best shot in the world, but I'm not bad. But I'll be the first to admit, even though I've killed a lot of turkeys with my bow....THEY SHAKE ME UP WORSE THAN ANY OTHER CRITTER WALKING!!!!!!
This is going to happen right here and now....there's no doubt in my mind that I'm about to hammer this gobbler....I draw....release.....and watch my arrow go right under him!!!
I was dumbfounded!
But he just jumped up and took a few steps and stopped. I quickly knocked another arrow and draw as he's standing about 12-13yds away....draw and shoot right below him again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He jumps up again, and trots out of sight....I lean Miss Faith up against the front of the blind...bend over in my chair, put my head between my hands and start to beat myself up for blowing such an opportunity!!! I just couldn't believe it!!!!
This went on for about 15seconds, I lift my head up and look out of the blind over by where he disappeared and see a red head through the apple tree branches!!!!! He was coming back!!!!
I reached for Miss Faith, knock the last arrow in my quiver. Of course no time to attach the string.
He's further away now and very much on alert. He looks like he wants to come to the decoys, but is kinda keeping his distance...he's at about 18yds.
I knew I had to make this one count! Three shots is way more than I deserved in this situation, but here was opportunity #3 right in front of me!
I draw and pick a spot and drill him!! But I could tell right away penetration was iffy!
If I'd missed my spot it wasn't much!
He flipped over and flopped for a second, righted
himself, and as he started to run off with a wing hanging, I noticed the arrow flip into the air....he was out of sight, over the hill in a second!
Even though I knew I'd hit him good, him leaving the arrow at the spot of the hit concerned me.
I only waited about a minute and got out to check the arrow. As I got closer I could see it was missing some of the bh end...
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And the end was soaked in blood...more good news...
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There was dirt in the nock, so it was apparent that he'd landed on it and broke it off. After comparing it to another shaft(after I'd found the first 2) I knew I had "enough" penetration.
I knew in my gut, he couldn't have gone far, but I had no string to follow, and no blood either. I waited a half hour and started looking.
First I tried on direction for about 100yds...nothing...
Second direction....again nothing....
So I go back to where my arrow lay and decide that I'd walk straight away down a row of trees. I could look both up and downhill. I was really starting to get a little down. But I was very far from giving up....I just knew in my heart he wasn't far....
I walked about 80yds and as I turned to look to my left this is what I saw....
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I had in fact made a good hit...
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He was stiff when I found him and looked as if he'd died running...
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The VPA had made it out the other side...
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