WTNUT
5 year old buck +
It had been decades since she last made the autumn trek. As we approached the base, there seemed to be a perk in her step. I started to uncoil the hoist rope we had carried in, but she seemed to shy away and preferred to go "old school". So with an arm through a cable, up we went. Decades since her last call to duty, she hung patient and ready to be called upon at a moments notice. An hour before legal shooting light was to fade away, a hefty doe crossed the creek behind us and began to walk our way. At 27 yards, the doe stopped - deer were in the tall grass and everyone knew it. My girl rested upon the toe of my boot with my hands resting on her. It was much different. She was considerably taller than her great, great, great grandchildren. The doe was behind brush and waiting was our only option. 45 minutes passed without a step. I would have been less nervous had a Boone and Crocker been standing upwind of us. She was ready, and with speed much closer to 200 feet per second than 300, I knew the shot would need to be true. We had chosen an old 2512 to bring along. She seemed to prefer it over the 2314s. When the doe finally moved, she came to 22 yards and stood broadside. It seemed a "done deal", and my gal was at full draw. The pin gap was huge, the beads on the old Cobra seemed even larger, and my Hotshot was still holding firm. There was no hard wall. Creeping would be fatal. With the sight gapped between my 20 and 25 yard pins, we released an arrow. It flew true, but remarkably slow by today's standards. Left and right was perfect and there was plenty of time to watch. However, for some unknown reason the arrow hit at the doe's hooves. Even more remarkably, the doe never even moved or flinched. She continued to eat brassicas. Upon returning to the house, I learned that my buddy had tuned my girl a little by lowering the nocking point. He did not know I was taking her out and I did not know he had tuned her up. All is well because that means my beauty and I get to climb up into the stand again tonight. We have pledged to take a doe together before retiring her to hang on the cabin wall.
For those of you who started with the first compounds, give them a try again. It is a great reminder of how far we have come. For those of you who never have shot less than 300 feet per second, pick one up from a friend or pawn shop and take a few shots. You will appreciate the experience. Stay tuned for our future hunts.
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For those of you who started with the first compounds, give them a try again. It is a great reminder of how far we have come. For those of you who never have shot less than 300 feet per second, pick one up from a friend or pawn shop and take a few shots. You will appreciate the experience. Stay tuned for our future hunts.
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