What was your very first big game animal?
Mine was a Whitetail archery hunt in Northern Wisconsin where I'm original from, I was 13 years old.
I was standing about 12' up in an Elm tree on a 2"x6"x5' wedged in between 2 Y's in the tree, on the back side of a corn field, about 100 yards from a swamp edge. Many nights deer would hit the field, but I couldn't get any shots, likely because I was sky lined horrible in the tree. On this particular night around the first of October I remember staring into the field wish something would screw up and come close enough, when I looked back down the fence line at about 20 yards this deer is just standing there broadside, I couldn't believe it. I drew back, set the pin on him, let my finger go from the string, and 23 years later I can still see that arrow disappear into his rib cage. 2 of my friends from school were hunting in different stands on our dairy farm that night, so with my dad, and them we got to track him down, he maybe made it 50 yards. His 3 1/2" spike horns, and the arrow hang together in my shed still today.
Mine was a Whitetail archery hunt in Northern Wisconsin where I'm original from, I was 13 years old.
I was standing about 12' up in an Elm tree on a 2"x6"x5' wedged in between 2 Y's in the tree, on the back side of a corn field, about 100 yards from a swamp edge. Many nights deer would hit the field, but I couldn't get any shots, likely because I was sky lined horrible in the tree. On this particular night around the first of October I remember staring into the field wish something would screw up and come close enough, when I looked back down the fence line at about 20 yards this deer is just standing there broadside, I couldn't believe it. I drew back, set the pin on him, let my finger go from the string, and 23 years later I can still see that arrow disappear into his rib cage. 2 of my friends from school were hunting in different stands on our dairy farm that night, so with my dad, and them we got to track him down, he maybe made it 50 yards. His 3 1/2" spike horns, and the arrow hang together in my shed still today.
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