(and hopefully first pic)
I took part in what's become an annual ritual for myself and a few friends again this year - Utah's sage grouse hunt. But having fallen completely into the whole bowhunting arena this year, I decided to take my bow instead of a shotgun. Of course my buddies just brushed it off as something weird that I'm prone to do...no way I could get one with an arrow. After we busted the first flock and I sent an arrow, uh, no where near anything else with feathers I was beginning to see their point. I was, however, committed as I had 'neglected' to bring my shotgun. I got another couple shots at a bird that one of my companions wounded, but alas, my arrow was only close enough to make it jump a couple times. Undaunted, I continued my walk up the draw and looked down the ravine off to my left and saw a big boomer trying to run around behind us - I drew and stuck a Bear Razorhead into him right between the shoulder blades just as he was about to take flight. Never had I felt such a rush from a bird hunt. I'm no longer the butt of the jokes in our sage grouse hunting circle!
Let's hope this picture works...
S.
Topic: First Kill (Read 463 times)
