Only an archer plagued with the dreaded demon of target panic could understand and appreciate the next few lines.
I have just returned from a pig hunt in Florida; this was my 15th year in a row going with Osceola Outfitters. It was a cool morning as I moved in on a large, lone sow. I worked in to 15 yards and had to move slightly to my left from behind the huge palmetto to get a clear shot. As I took that step, the sow looked at me and turned slightly quartering to me. I could clearly see the seam between her neck and shoulder; I knew the anatomy, I knew how much room I had and I was confident in my ability to make the shot.
As I drew the bow, I went through my shot sequence; draw, anchor, set my back tension, keep pulling and admire the sight picture. Then, the shot was off and the carbon arrow tipped with 260 grains of Grizzly broadhead was off, found its mark and buried deep in to her chest. She took two steps and fell dead.
This is the first time I have had a “pressure" shot since I completed the drills. The report is a short one: Complete control with no anxiety or apprehension--ROCK SOLID! The first CONTROLLED shot in decades!
I shot two pigs on this trip; the results were the same with #2.