Mike: Just wanted to send a quick story about a hunt a few weekends ago.
I took my 13 year old daughter bowhunting on the family farm up in north-central Nebraska. We couldn’t get to the primary location that I wanted to hunt Saturday morning because of the wind, so we hunted a field edge and only saw some does and fawns.
I slipped into a draw that afternoon where I hoped there would be evening activity, set up a pop-up blind and brushed it in. We went back to the blind with a little over 2 hours of daylight left. We were in the blind getting our chairs situated when I looked up and spotted a deer at the edge of the trees about 60 yards away. He appeared to be a good buck.
We quickly got situated where I thought he might come by and got ready. We didn’t have to wait long…he soon started down the trail that would take him right by us. Just as he stepped out of the brush he spotted the blind and stopped 25 yards away, looking right at us. He hesitated just long enough for Kayla to make the lethal shot with her crossbow. This all transpired within about 10 minutes of us getting to the blind.
Since I am cursed with being color blind I have a very hard time seeing blood. We recruited some help to track him. It took about an hour as he didn’t leave a great blood trail, but I finally spotted him in a thicket.
He was by far Kayla’s biggest of the three bucks she has taken. I was deployed last year and we didn’t get the chance to hunt, so my daughter taking such a great buck this season made it even more special. It’s such a great feeling to be able to pass on the thrill of the hunt to my kids. Kayla’s smile says it all.–Tony