Official Team 60 yds 1 pin Thread (41)
#272
Thats a pretty fat doe. Looks like a nice old good doe to take. I just got a new scotuing camara from my gf today. Its the hco scotguard sg550 and it is small. i cant wait to try it. It is smaller then my hand i cant believe it
#273
Had three within 18 yards of me last night while I was standing in my back yard and my daughter was swinging. Was going to shoot the biggest if she ever gave me a slam dunk shot but she played it safer than the yearlings. I didn't want to have to mess with her last night really, but tonight... watch out.
#274
haha sounds like you basicly got the deer living with you talon. They were probly mad because your daughter was on there swing. Good luck tonight guys ill be at work havnt been out in a few days hunting. Im waiting for them to cut the corn up by were i hunt by the canadian boarder. Thats my best chance at getting a good buck or a buck at all.
#276
You guys aren't going to like me...
I had a nice eight at Fifty yards on Saturday evening ( normally a slam dunk shot). I sat in the freezing cold all day waiting and watching for my opportunity. I preserved snow, wind, sleight, nastiness, etc. I was sopping wet, cold, and essentailly drained from shivering. I watched this buck for two hours while he fed with a doe. My finger tips were nimb from holding my bow. When It came time to shoot him, I couldn't pull my bow. My tried and tested work horse was not going to sing-even after eight unsuccessful attempts to get her back (I think she was as iced up as I). The buck drifted away into the fog.
Earlier today, I left my "A" bowin the case and opted for my "B" bow. The poundage on this bow is much less (60 verses 78). I saw six nice bucks but none within range. I could have killed a spike (slipped up on him while he was sleeping).A fall turkey popped her head up forty yards in front of me. It was a mistake she'll never make again. The Eastman Silver Strike flew true. Her neck was severed from her body.
I had a nice eight at Fifty yards on Saturday evening ( normally a slam dunk shot). I sat in the freezing cold all day waiting and watching for my opportunity. I preserved snow, wind, sleight, nastiness, etc. I was sopping wet, cold, and essentailly drained from shivering. I watched this buck for two hours while he fed with a doe. My finger tips were nimb from holding my bow. When It came time to shoot him, I couldn't pull my bow. My tried and tested work horse was not going to sing-even after eight unsuccessful attempts to get her back (I think she was as iced up as I). The buck drifted away into the fog.
Earlier today, I left my "A" bowin the case and opted for my "B" bow. The poundage on this bow is much less (60 verses 78). I saw six nice bucks but none within range. I could have killed a spike (slipped up on him while he was sleeping).A fall turkey popped her head up forty yards in front of me. It was a mistake she'll never make again. The Eastman Silver Strike flew true. Her neck was severed from her body.
#279
Chuck,
I have never been in a position where I couldn't pull my bow. I think the miles are starting to show their toll. My shoulder was so sore from struggling to draw...
He was a decent 120ish class 8 pointer. We should have one in the win column. Maybe it just wasn't meant to be. Maybe it's God's way of saying "there's one bigger for you and Jesse". I'm gonna go with that!
I have never been in a position where I couldn't pull my bow. I think the miles are starting to show their toll. My shoulder was so sore from struggling to draw...
He was a decent 120ish class 8 pointer. We should have one in the win column. Maybe it just wasn't meant to be. Maybe it's God's way of saying "there's one bigger for you and Jesse". I'm gonna go with that!



