went to have a sit in my tree stand that overlooks a fallow deer trail this afternoon and on the walk in i passed a series of large granite boulders and saw movement at the base of one of them. my first thoughts were that it was a snake or lizard since i saw grass movement more than anything else. it turned out to be a fox pup retreating to it's den. by the time i had an arrow nocked it had come out for a second look and it's brother or sister was with it.
one came right out to about two paces then ducked back to the entrance with the other. the arrow was gone and a clean kill was made at 6 paces.
a bad thunderstorm was about to hit so i changed out an old rope at the tree stand and got out of there before the lightning and wind got too bad.
i didn't get to have a sit in the stand but it was a fine afternoon in the bush none the less.
this used to be my fathers and it's the bow i first started hunting with. it is the first kill for this old bow, since i had it rebuilt after the bottom limb delaminated off the fade out. fellow tradganger JamesV put new limbs on it for me and did a great job.
i believe it is an old martin mamba. originally it never had any brand markings so i'm not sure if it was a nock off or what. the martin mamba is the closest resemblance. it now has bamboo cores and black glass. i call it 'bamba', the bamboo mamba.
home of the fox-
it died in the entrance-
1st kill for a bow reborn and 1st archery fox after many years of frustration and bad luck.
funny how it happens sometimes.