My brothers story was much faster paced to harvest his 2 bucks. In the dim morning light he was greeted with the sound of a brief clash of two bucks fighting, only for about 1-2 seconds and then separating. Immediately followed by the familiar sound of chasing and crashing deer plowing through the woods in random directions. Grunting and more chasing followed. A scurrying doe emerged just long enough to lead a pursuing buck out of range. She came back around but the buck lost her and was heading away. He quickly grunted at it and the buck did a U turn and headed at a fast pace toward him on the trail. Now at full draw, the moment the buck was broadside and hit the opening he slid the STOS tipped FMJ 500 through the deer tight to its shoulder. Undaunted, the buck continued to chase the doe so he instinctively nocked a second arrow.
Now the second buck came into view, but bigger than the first. He followed the same path as the first buck, but in the opposite direction. Again, just like the first buck, he used that same level back, out stretched neck, fast paced gait as he searched desperately for the doe. Once again at full draw, just as the buck cleared the thigh sized white pine he zipped the arrow tight to the shoulder. The Simmons Tree Shark exited effortlessly out the opposite side arm pit.
Two bucks , two arrows, two pass throughs 15 seconds apart. All was "dead" quiet now. The delayed reaction of 2 pounds of adrenaline being dumped into your blood stream now started to show. The Brackenbury recurve 64" 47# could not have performed any sweeter.
Topic: 3 bucks, 3 broadheads, 2 brothers (Read 10250 times)
