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To hunt a huge buck, you need to think like one

That is our mentality as we drag that target outside each weekend and measure out distance in the snow. For three years, I have been after this huge buckand he has stayed nocturnal.  After this past rifle season ended and Dad stayed in the woods with his muzzle loader, he saw the deer pattern back to their pre-rifle ways. They were back to traveling the paths that we assumed they used and they were coming out earlier and earlier. Dad didn't shoot a deer but he saw the small buck that we had around and a few does. For the first time, it was blatantly obvious that rifle hunters were moving these deer around.  While we had been toying with it, it was clear that we needed to get into archery to try and get the upper hand on those...

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Determined to take one last draw

I was going to get the first shot in.  I put the pin on the target and released. Hubby spun around, "where did it go?" I shook my head, "I have no idea" And just like that, I was down to five arrows. We put the kiddo down for his nap and lugged our gear outside.  This was the first time that we were shooting at our house and not in the archery shop.  I lined up again to shoot and realized that I hadn't lined up my peep with my sight for that first shot.  I tried to determine how far off my first shot had been but it was pointless.  I still haven't found that arrow. I had Hubby take photos and video so that I could look at my form and posture and attempt to fix some of the early issues that I was noticing; like...

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Sure, I can shoot a bow

A few weeks ago, Dad got his old bow out for us to play around with.  He estimated that he hadn't shot it in about 40 years and he wasn't sure how good the string were so we were a little cautious.  We had some rusty broadheads and smiled when we confirmed that we were all up to date on our tetanus shots. 40-ish year old broadheads I had never handled a bow, much less shot one. I was excited, nervous and cautious.  Dad, being Dad, picked up the bow and drew back like he had just put it down yesterday.  He may not want to admit it, but he is a natural outdoorsman. Look at that form! I don't know any see it.t archery but I know decent form when I see it. Dad shooting his bow Hubby, Dad and I got a hay bale out of the...

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