I finally managed to bag something I've been trying to get for 3 years with my bow. It took me about 80 minutes to stalk and get a shot off on this guy. I crept behind him slowly as he kept moving away, and something told me not to give up. He was about 60 yards in front of me, and started digging in the snow, making a bed. I waited for him to settle in, the whole time thinking how much colder my hands felt. The rest of me was warm with exception of my bow hand, which was firm on my grip waiting for a quiet sneak, then I would pull my release hand out of my pocket, nock it, aim and release. As I struggled to pull an arrow from the frozen rubber on my Mathews Quiver, I watched him get nice and cozy. Finally, the arrow popped out, I nocked it and started a slow move towards him since he was facing away. I got to 30 yards and though, okay, here's my chance. He was clueless of me being there, so I thought what the heck, let me see how close I can go undetected. a minute or so later I'm 15 yards from him, he is still bedded down, motionless. I stand up, come to full draw and have a perfect quartering shot. The target was small, and the arrow flew slightly low, but it proved lethal, and within 15 yards he was down, motionless, and dead.

He doesn't have antlers, and won't fare well on any table, but he sure looks pretty! He's a cross fox with a black face and black tail. Not the biggest trophy, but I got a pretty good rush out of the chase, the shot and the kill! I plan to try my first crack at taxidermy with this guy, and I'm going to attempt a pedestal mount.

In the picture I had to open up some layers since I was getting rather warm. Spending nearly an hour and a half in 20 below ambient gets pretty warm after a while. I don't know if I could do that in a tree stand, but if ya keep on moving, it ain't that bad.

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