zachthebowhunter
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Well for the third year in a row, a raghorn got too close to me! I had a big long post of the story but I messed something up and it's gone now.... So long story short;
I saw this bull bedded with only a half hour of light left and decided to make a stalk. My first shot at 52 dove right for unknown reasons ( I am thinking soaking wet string from a constant rain all night) but my second shot at 55 found its mark and the bull only went about 100 yards.
After quartering and hanging the meat by myself, in the rain, at night, on a steep hill..... (which only took me an hour and a half!) I called in the reinforcements for the next morning in the form of my brother and his Spotted Saddle Horse, Jethro to retreive him the next day.
On of these years I will shoot a mature bull with my bow, unless another raghorn slips up!
I saw this bull bedded with only a half hour of light left and decided to make a stalk. My first shot at 52 dove right for unknown reasons ( I am thinking soaking wet string from a constant rain all night) but my second shot at 55 found its mark and the bull only went about 100 yards.
After quartering and hanging the meat by myself, in the rain, at night, on a steep hill..... (which only took me an hour and a half!) I called in the reinforcements for the next morning in the form of my brother and his Spotted Saddle Horse, Jethro to retreive him the next day.
On of these years I will shoot a mature bull with my bow, unless another raghorn slips up!
