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OK I'm new to this tribe. It does seem strange though that nobody posts any intersting hunting stories other than ( I shoot a Martin SPD BZA 2000) C'mon, don't be a bunch of sissies, Bowhunting is by far one of the most adrenaline pumped, labor intensive, awe inspiring extreme sports on the planet...............SHARE YOUR STORIES.
Yesterday I had a small buck pass so close under my stand I could have spit on him. Small , big doesn't matter, I was pumped for the day. Regular people don't understand that...
Yesterday I had a small buck pass so close under my stand I could have spit on him. Small , big doesn't matter, I was pumped for the day. Regular people don't understand that...
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Fri, October 24, 2008 - 4:58 AMThat is so true. I have had a very addicting first season. My first morning I sat in a comfy double tree stand. We crept in at about 5:30am, it was dark except for the blazing moon. The grass was frosted and crunchy under my boots. The air was clean and crisp. I was warm and excited I could hear my own heart beating. I got to my stand and settled in, pulled up my bow, eyed my range and sat tight. About half an hour later I hear a pack of Coyotes about 100 yards away howling and wining, it was creepy and wonderful and made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up! I sat and watched the woods come alive, the fog rolled in and out chilling me to the bone. I watched and eventually about 50yrds away I saw legs moving through the woods. I pulled out my deer call and let out a merrrreer (you know the sound, a bleat, how do you spell that sound? :) The deer turned 90 degrees to check it out. I stood up, clipped into by bow and was as silent as possible. It was a young spike horn. I thought he made me but i hid behind a tree to block his veiw. I pulled back on my bow waiting for a clear shot, holding, holding, "WOULD YOU HURRY UP ALREADY!!!" He walk out into a clear area, about 25 yrds
and there it was. I released and zinng, crash, my arrow sailed just above him. Maybe he ducked, maybe I didn't accout for the hight of my stand and aim low, maybe I suck, or maybe I should remember that it was the first time I have ever hunted deer. Needless to say he was gone. You know I didn't feel that bad. He was small and I was just psyched that I got a chance to get a shot off. I loved it!! And yes we are not like regular people. -
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Fri, October 24, 2008 - 3:46 PMWelcome to the healthiest addiction there is Amanda. Welcome to the special family of bowhunters. Maybe as dysfunctional as any but FULL of rewards. What or who got you started if I may ask? -
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Fri, October 31, 2008 - 8:15 AMHey there,
Thanks for commenting. Well It's 4:30 and 20 degrees outside and I am happy to be up. Must be a powerful addiction.:)
My neighbors brother Alan (who is also a neighbor) quote "lives for the sport" and when I mentioned I might like to try it took it upon himself to be my mentor. A slightly intimidating man, a jail guard, ex green braet, very disciplined and intense. Turn out to be one of the sweetest guys I have ever met, in fact I have met some bikers that fall into that category too (scary and sweet).
Anyway, Its funny who you can be sitting very sedentary in a tree but at the same time be pumped and alert. And if I see a deer, forget about it, I get all shaky and excited.
I was out at my friends hunting property (second time hunting ever) and a couple of girls walked up to my stand, about 20yrds. I got ready, hooked in and let one fly. GOD DAMN IT I MISSED!!!! She backed up about 5yrds and I was able to get another arrow in GOT HER!!! She bolted and I could see the arrow a little high and wobbly. I chilled in my stand for a minute and then called Alan who was in another stand deeper into the woods. He said wait for half and hour and we will start looking for her.
Finally he came and we started following the blood trail, extremely limited as it was. I've got to say that I was impressed that he could follow the trail. I could'nt find any blood myself and he was picking up pin prick sized drops on fall leaves. So we looked and looked and finally found a spot where she had stopped and pulled out my arrow, about three inches shy of the broadhead. We looked more through a maze of thickets and swamp and finally we had to call it. No trail. Alan deduced that I had hit the shoulder blade judging by what I told him about the arrow, the thwack I heard when it hit and the amount of blood. I was disappointed of course, but they assured me that the doe could manage with that kind of injury. It ain't easy being a rookie!
Last night I sat in a stand in the back of my property, I felt a little like a kid camping for the first time in her own back yard. But I have 3 acres my neighbor has 18 in back, and my side neighbors have about 5 each. I saw about 10 white tails at 5:30pm, tried to call them in, to no avail.
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Wed, November 12, 2008 - 4:24 PMMay I ask what your hunting set up is, Bow and draw weight, arrow and broadhead?
I would HIGHLY recommend that if you're shooting less than 50# of draw weight you use a cut on contact 2 blade head like a Magnus Stinger. They fly incredibly well out of almost any draw weight and high speed bows and offer the best penetration for lighter weight bows.
On a Gold Tip 3555 shaft out of a mid 40s draw weight recurve or longbow they will get a complete pass through on deer. So with a compound of the same weight your shoulder shot probably would have still be lethal with an arrow tipped with a Magnus Stinger.
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