This is my first season bow hunting for whitetails here in SD. I've got permission to hunt a section of farm land my buddy owns and no one hunts. The goal is to kill some whitetails with the bow before trying to take aim at an elk.
Here's how my season has gone thus far:
#1 Couple weeks ago - Nice little 3x3 (I'm not going to be picky with my first buck) walks up to 45 yards and stops broadside to stare at some does. Being my first encounter, I rush the shot and miss low and right.
#2 Monday - a REALLY nice 4x4 comes running through this ravine. I get him to stop with a grunt. Miss calculate that he's at my 35 yard mark (he's really at the 25 yard mark). Arrow flies straight over him.
#3 Tuesday - I'm seeing nothing all morning. Listening to a podcast and watching a far off tree line full of does and small bucks. I hear brush crashing in the tree line I'm sitting in. The buck of a life time, no joke, comes running through the ravine. I grab my bow, he sees me, and it's over. Never get to draw, nothing.
I'm here at work just wanting to be in the field. Man what a rush. The agony of defeat only has me more motivated to get better at this sport.
I just needed to tell someone about these opportunities I've blundered. I think my wife is sick of me talking about it.
Here's how my season has gone thus far:
#1 Couple weeks ago - Nice little 3x3 (I'm not going to be picky with my first buck) walks up to 45 yards and stops broadside to stare at some does. Being my first encounter, I rush the shot and miss low and right.
#2 Monday - a REALLY nice 4x4 comes running through this ravine. I get him to stop with a grunt. Miss calculate that he's at my 35 yard mark (he's really at the 25 yard mark). Arrow flies straight over him.
#3 Tuesday - I'm seeing nothing all morning. Listening to a podcast and watching a far off tree line full of does and small bucks. I hear brush crashing in the tree line I'm sitting in. The buck of a life time, no joke, comes running through the ravine. I grab my bow, he sees me, and it's over. Never get to draw, nothing.
I'm here at work just wanting to be in the field. Man what a rush. The agony of defeat only has me more motivated to get better at this sport.
I just needed to tell someone about these opportunities I've blundered. I think my wife is sick of me talking about it.