Well first of all I'd like to apologize for my disappearing act, while everyone here has been nothing but awesome I had to take some time and kind find myself as a bow hunter.
Last night found me sitting a ground blind in a food plot with my grandfather's(still living) 1973 Ben Pearson cougar. The action didn't start until crunch timewhen a fawn and nanny came out. I was going to give them a pass as it was late but I discovered the doe had a busted leg and was having a huge amount of trouble just walking. She came in to 6 yards where I promptly shot over her back then she jumps back to 25yd,I start telling myself pick a spot, calm down, smooth release and head down.I hear the smack and she takes off.
I get out find my missed arrow and find blood I brought my brother, who just got back from overseas and this is his first deer season ever abd my German Shepard lol that dog runs right to it in this over grown field and the hollering commenced. I actually got a pic of my grand dad, me, bow and deer..
Tree shark to the shoulder
Grandfather and my kids hamming it up
Topic: 40 year old bow gets its first!! (Read 658 times)
