Actually I was a turkey hunter first, after that first roaring gobble I heard i knew I would be a hunter for life. After that I just picked up bowhunting naturally. A year later I missed a 7 point at 20 yards with my bear compound and had the shakes so damn bad I had to climb down and sit under the tree for no less than 20 minutes. Ive been a dedicated bowhunter ever since. I still get that feeling (albeit not quite to that extent
) everytime I have an encounter like that. Its what gets me through the day, better than any drug anyone can come up with!
Im high on life!
