I looked outside today while on baby duty, and saw two decent mature does feasting on apples that had fallen from my tree. I gave the baby to grandma, and out the door I went, anxious to try my bow out in the company of real deer. You see, Im hoping this will be the year I get my first traditional deer, and I have yet to even shoot at one.
Around here, there is a general consensus that you dont shoot does. Period, end of discussion. Although I dont believe in this, I abide by the rules of the landowners, who surround my four acres.
Back to the story.
Now I had already positioned my bow and arrows outside after I waxed the string and applied some camo to the shiny-new limbs. The deer, oblivious, munched away on apples.
I selected my arrow. Drew, anchored. WHAP! Nailed it. I selected another arrow. Drew, anchored...THUD.
Now mind you, I was pretty excited. I drew another arrow, a judo. THWACK. Smakced the brace board of my target frame hitting about an inch left of the balloon remnant I was aiming at.
All in all, three shots, and neither doe did much more that twitch at the sound of the impacts.
Ya didnt think I would shoot a deer in my yard did ya?
No way. I wanted to see how they reacted to the noise of my bow. Nada. Zilch. I have been told I have a VERY quiet bow by quite a few outstanding hunters. Deer think so too.
After the shots, I got my son and my camera. The little white square is a 4" X4" Muzzy type block, my first intended target. I was shooting about 18 yards, and the deer were about 15 yards directly left of the target.
Yes, I do think about deer hunting too much. Even when I get to spend a day with my boy. He seems to like it too, he cried when I shut off the hunting video, and then again when we got too close and the deer ran away.
I love this stuff.