Well another St Jude's hunt is in the books and, as usual, a good time was had by all.
The hunt started off with a hunt indeed...Me hunting for Fred and his grandson, Jason! We had arranged for them to call me when they got close to Edison, Georgia, but when the appointed hour drew near and I could not get in touch with them I began to wonder if perhaps their New Jersey cell plan did not include the metropolitan center of south west Georgia.
I decided to drive into town and take a stand at the local grocery store. From there I had about a ten yard shot to the two-lane road through town. I had only been on post for about twenty minutes when I spotted someone I thought was Fred drive by. I quickly jumped into the truck and ran him down within a mile or so when he stopped at a jiffy store.
I had never met Fred before, but recognized him by his distinctive beard, which I remembered from pictures on tradgang. I introduced myself to Fred and Jason and we made the quick trip to the cabin where we we unloaded gear, flung a few arrows and talked about the hunt which would start on the following morning.
Fred is as advertised in the comments above and is a great guy to talk to and hunt with. He has hunted all across the globe and I was honored to have him as a guest at my humble south Ga hunting lease. His grandson, Jason is a funny guy with a lot of enthusiam and a good outlook on life. I was lucky to get to share camp with these two guys.
The first morning as we walked into the woods, I stopped to check a trail camera. There were 147 pictures taken since the previous Saturday so I switched my plans and set Jason up in a stand nearby. I showed Fred to a stand on a gasline right-of-way at a point where it crossed a creek and I went farther down the creek to another stand.
Despite all the trailcam pictures, Jason didn't see anything on the first morning. Fred was apparently set up right under some roosting tureys though and he was treated to some fun as he watched around 20 of the birds fly down and feed around him on the gasline. He also saw two does, but they crossed the right-of-way out of range.
I had managed to resist the temptation to take my black widow recurve out and had stuck to my commitment to hunt with my Dwyer longbow. I had put the bow up for sale earlier in the year and had repeatedly told people that it was the prettiest bow I had ever seen. I finally believed my own sales pitch and decided not to sell it. After years of hunting with a recurve, I commited to taking a deer with the Dwyer Defiant.
Just before 8:30 AM, on Friday November 5, I shot my first deer with a longbow. The shot was @ 18 yards and the magnus stinger did the job inside of 60 yards.
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