When I told the story to Roger we came up with the name "The cut string buck", you'll see why as I get into the story.
It was some years ago, not sure exactly how many. I know it was before we developed the Super Shrew because I was hunting with the Tiger Shrew bow.
My wife Nancy (Red Bird) was still with me. She was my number one hunting partner for over 50 years. We were hunting close to home that day. It was an afternoon hunt and Nancy was excited as she always was when she was going hunting. We parked the Blazer and walked in to where we were going to sit.
I picked a spot for her on the edge of a hay field near where some runways came out of the woods into the field. She got settled in the brush on her stool. As always I told her "pick a spot" and gave her a good luck kiss then walked on to where I was going to sit.
I went around a bend to a bean field that I knew deer had been coming into, found a likely spot just off the edge of the field in waist high grass. . I was carrying a short bladed machete which I unsheathed and started to clear a spot for my folding stool. I had the knife in one hand and my bow in the other. The "false edge" on the blade was sharp also and on the backswing I hit my bow string. Suddenly I was holding an unstrung bow.
Right away I realized I had a problem...I didn't have a spare string with me...now what?
Topic: ATTN RON LACLAIR! STORY REQUEST (Read 5947 times)
