The Southern Illinois boys are getting a little antsy. Seeing a ton of bucks but the season is more than a month away. We all got together for a good feed put on by brock donald and attended by myself, Sheltoncreeker, Paul Rapp, and a recent convert to the single stringer, Donnie.
After gorging on wood hog killed at last years hog hunt in Arkansas and a little smoked mule deer rump, we flung a few arras. With Sheltoncreeker set for a bear hunt in 2 short weeks and myself shovin' off for a cow elk hunt in 10 days, we were quite anxious to dial it in. The other fellas were shooting in mid-season form, Paul with his new Shrew and brock with his Centaur. The newest convert Donnie held his own as well. Noah, Paul's son brought along his long curve and shows promise and our mascot Trevor (the little fella) rooted us on. Here's the whole gang:
And another at full draw:
We won't go into how many times SOMEBODY missed the target and hit the grain bin behind one of the targets. Let's just say Brock is gonna need some welding work done on the holes or some type of super epoxy to hide it from his father-n-law. But hey that's a different story