At seven this evening my pager went off while I was still at work. My home number appeared. This is usually not good news. I phoned home, bracing myself for the news to come.
Long story short, my twelve yr old son made a perfect shot on a doe from a low hanging stand in the creek bottom beside our house. There was some tracking to do!!!!!!!!
I asked all the usual questions... including arrow placement. With confidence he responded "it was good,... real good". He took the shot at 6:30 pm, and it was now 8:30.
As he was taught, he burned the details into his mind, and he silently backed out. The hit site showed nothing, but fifteen yards in the direction she went, we were greeted with a blood trail from heaven. Fifty yards further and there she was. Both lungs. Not the biggest deer in the woods, but a trophy to us no less!
He is one happy boy, and there are no words for how I feel. Last year he took a doe with a compound. (His first) This year, a spike fell to his "06" during the youth hunt in September.
He was more than ready to accept the challenge of a recurve this year.
His bow is a 58" Maple/glass laminate made by Darton archery back in the seventies. At 26" he is pulling 39lbs. His arrows are 410 grain total weight Carbon Express with Zwickey Eskimos on the end. Not a pass thru, but complete penetration, with nothing but the fletching visible. Not a set up for moose, but our local whitetails had best not get within fifteen yards.
The spike went mostly to jerky. I have taken two does with my recurve so far, and now with this one our freezer is full.
Now with the cold mornings of November looming, its time to show him and his little brother more of the secrets of the rut. And do some squirrel hunting.
My wife is going to try and figure out how to post some pictures!