ORIGINAL: Mike Hill
Alt I think you should take him to a Pro shop and let them guys work with him as far as a bow goes if he is having trouble with somthing they are the ones that can make adjustments and get him going on the straight and narrow.
He will be going to the proshop for sure........I just never really thought about getting him setup with a bow so easy draws were of no concern to me........now all the sudden he springs this on us and my head is spinning with possibilities for him. First thing is first........I need to find out how much weight he can pull without hurting himself. I wish he was right handed........I would just give him my Patriot if he could pull it back.
As far as a stand goes I would definetly suggest a fixed position stand and a good ladder it is a lot less work to climb in and out of and you can help him put it up before the hunt it only takes a few min. to put up and there the most stable.
Good luck I hope everything works out.
He will be in his share of solid stands.........but we have been hunting the same piece of state land for decades and I know he will want to go there often.........and we all do too......it's like our second home come fall. State land is no permanent stands so it's ground blind or climber. I don't like the idea of him going up sticks and standing on a small hang on.........I would be so nervous all day in my stand I wouldn't enjoy myself.
I think you are a very good son for trying to take care of your dad like you are. I'm 52 right now and god forbid my health goes soulth I hope my boys treat me as well. Mike
My dad always laughed and said I would be "one and done"......because of my intense love of animals. He thought pulling the trigger myself would be too much too handle for me. He laughs even harder today when he thinks back on that and says "I couldn't have been any more wrong on that one"............we have spent time together in the woods every year for more then half my life and those memories are some of the best I have in my life. I can tell you EVERY story my dad has about deer hunting......in fact I can recite them word for word........yet every year I look forward to hearing them told to me again as if I have never heard them. A few years ago my dad was gone back to Florida already and I was having an absolutely miserable year.......I couldn't even see a deer if my life depended on it. On Thanksgiving morning I was headed out the door and I looked down and saw my dad's gun next to mine and decided to take the old wingmaster out in hopes it would change my luck...........as I strolled through a ragweed field I looked up and the biggest deer I have ever seen was trotting my way....I raised the gun and I swear to God it seemed like slow motion and no matter how hard my heart beat and my nerves tightened I felt calm as I remembered the words my dad engraved in my head a million times to avoid buck fever.......I could hear his voice say "Aim the gun kiddo"........no one will ever know but me how that experience unfolded on that day and all I can say is there is no way that chain of events was one big coincidence. My dad was with me that day........guiding my hand as he has done so many times before.......both in the woods and out. The biggest deer of my life, a perfect shot, and the emotional connection of that experience are all things I will treasure for many many years to come. Just writing this makes me realize how much I can't wait for them to come home.
I'm sure your boys will take good care of you...........I pray you never need the help. I know my dad gets discouraged when he tries to do something and can't..........it breaks my heart to see him struggle sometimes if we have a long walk uphill or something. He tried to drag his own deer last year out of stubborness and his neck was killing him for weeks. He still thinks he is 28.........not 58.
Thanks for the help.