We got up early on the 21st, PAC MAN had whipped up a nice breakfast of Smoked Sausage, eggs & toast. A great way to start our day!
We loaded up the boat for the short trip to the pennisula. Just before 9:00 I heard the tell-tell sign of deer holves coming through the woods.
I carefully grabbed my recurve from it's hanging limb and begin the process of trying to contemplate the shot sequence as 2 does and a yearling eased closer. The lead doe was real nice, she stopped mid-way as she stepped over a huge fallen tree; she seemed to look straight up at me 20' feet up my tree. I thought... on no busted again.
But shortly thereafter, she continued down the trail. She paused into a spot that was maybe 15 yards or so away, and by that time I was at full draw and my arrow was on it's way. A very clean pass-through, the shot entered the lungs coming in and just grazed the heart coming out. She only went about 20 yards before giving it up for good.
I must admit that I always get sad when I take any animal, but at the same time greatful for the Good Lord allowing me to take this nice deer. Even though it was just a doe, I am proud of her, as with any deer I am fortunate to harvest with a Trad bow. Pac and I estimated her weight to be at least 120 pounds.
After sharing a portion with my hunting buddy, I spent several hours butchering the deer meat yesterday and will be preparing about 15 lbs. of jerky in my dehydrator for my daughter Jennifer, she loves the stuff.
Here are a couple of hero shots; sorry about the shirtless one, but it was pretty warm and I when I pulled her out I was pretty drenched (typical of our bowhunting seasons here in Arkansas).
I used a Morrison 15" Metal ILF riser with DAS Daala limbs. 56" 53@28", a carbon express 150 and a Zwicky NO MERCY head.
I want to express my gratitute once again to Duane for setting up this hunt, pre-scouting our stand locations, and for the great food & hospitality.