I really just started hunting last year, I am a late bloomer. In my first year I took three shots, one was stupid, and misses all three over their backs. In the past year I am back in school, we had our first baby, so I haven't had as much time this year. This morning I went out and it was quite windy. I was looking off to my right and when I looked back to my left coming in at 15 yards was a little four point. I was sitting and my bow was hanging and he is moving left to right in front of me. I manage to get my bow down and he stops about 5 yards in front of me a little to the right. He stands there for a bit and I slowly try to rise and he springs forward about 15 yards. I turn to my right as he starts rounding a tree, draw, and when he appears, let one fly. Right over his back, my M.O., now I am 0-4! It was a perfect line, just high.
I know, I didn't pick a spot. I am a fair shot, I definately have it in me. It just seems that when the oppertunity presents itself I rush things and forget my routine. When will I ever learn? I just want to get some meat in the freezer and this monkey off my back.