This bull was a gift from God, never shoulda happened.
Short story. First archery hunt. 37 lb bow. Called the bull into 40 yards quartered hard to us. Couldn’t come to full draw when his head was behind a tree. Came to full draw when he cleared. She started shaking so bad and said she had to release. Hit him at the neck shoulder junction and dropped him in his tracks. We run up and he has his antlers stuck in the ground. We are both trying to knock her arrow, I’ve never shook so hard in my life!!! She smokes him in the pocket and he shakes himself loose and stands up!! Another round of team arrow knocking takes place but he moves off before we can get it into him. I promise I tried to wait an hour but somehow got on his trail a little sooner. We are trailing him and I glass him up in his bed. I ask her how Indian she can be and tell her to sneak up and plug him again. She drills him again and he never leaves his bed. Probably the most exciting hunt I’ve ever been a part of... ok not so short.

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"I used to be a tired hunting guide, now I'm just a re-tired hunting guide"


"No eternal reward will forgive us now, for wasting the dawn" JM

Jared