kam582
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I really debated with myself about posting this, but then began to wonder if I am the only one that that has had it happen. If not, I really doubt anyone else will admit it.
I decided to hunt on the ground out of the wind this morning cause of the fairly brisk temperature. About 0830 I had a really nice size doe bed down about 45 yards away looking the opposite direction. I was only going to hunt to about 1000 because of some other commitments, so about 0930 I thought, what the heck, if I can close the distance by 15 or 20 yards on this doe, and get her to stand up, I just might get my doe tag filled. So off I go, across the short strip of corn between me and the doe.
I get to within about 30 yards and step on something and she stands up, looking at me. I have no shot because of brush, but three steps to the west and she is wide open. We start at each other for about 10 minutes, and sure enough she takes those three steps, stands broadside, and kind of relaxes. I could not believe it.
Now, let me go backwards about a year and a half. It will not take long to see where this is going. A bunch of us planned a hog hunt in Oklahoma last April, so last summer I set my bow up from 60 to about 66 or 67 pounds. Pulled it all last summer, last fall, and all this summer, no problems. This fall I noticed that it was getting harder, and one time this fall I under dressed and got cold, and could not pull it on the stand, with no deer in front of me. Didn't think much about it, thought that the rush of pulling on a deer would take care of it if I was cold. No problems pulling it after that anytime I wanted. You can probably now guess what happened.
Sure enough, I began to pull on that doe, and could not get the bow back. Didn't spook the doe, she just kind of stood there and laughed at me. Waited a few seconds, tried again, and still nothing doing. That time she must have figured enough was enough and she took off.
After a few, well actually several, choice words I went in and set my bow back to 60 pounds, rezeroed, and contemplated my lot in life. I am getting older and pulling 65 or 70 pounds, without a lot of specific weight work, is probably not going to be happening for me anymore.
Well anyhow, there is my embarrassing story. I just hope that someone out there admits to the same thing so I don't feel quite so dumb.
I decided to hunt on the ground out of the wind this morning cause of the fairly brisk temperature. About 0830 I had a really nice size doe bed down about 45 yards away looking the opposite direction. I was only going to hunt to about 1000 because of some other commitments, so about 0930 I thought, what the heck, if I can close the distance by 15 or 20 yards on this doe, and get her to stand up, I just might get my doe tag filled. So off I go, across the short strip of corn between me and the doe.
I get to within about 30 yards and step on something and she stands up, looking at me. I have no shot because of brush, but three steps to the west and she is wide open. We start at each other for about 10 minutes, and sure enough she takes those three steps, stands broadside, and kind of relaxes. I could not believe it.
Now, let me go backwards about a year and a half. It will not take long to see where this is going. A bunch of us planned a hog hunt in Oklahoma last April, so last summer I set my bow up from 60 to about 66 or 67 pounds. Pulled it all last summer, last fall, and all this summer, no problems. This fall I noticed that it was getting harder, and one time this fall I under dressed and got cold, and could not pull it on the stand, with no deer in front of me. Didn't think much about it, thought that the rush of pulling on a deer would take care of it if I was cold. No problems pulling it after that anytime I wanted. You can probably now guess what happened.
Sure enough, I began to pull on that doe, and could not get the bow back. Didn't spook the doe, she just kind of stood there and laughed at me. Waited a few seconds, tried again, and still nothing doing. That time she must have figured enough was enough and she took off.
After a few, well actually several, choice words I went in and set my bow back to 60 pounds, rezeroed, and contemplated my lot in life. I am getting older and pulling 65 or 70 pounds, without a lot of specific weight work, is probably not going to be happening for me anymore.
Well anyhow, there is my embarrassing story. I just hope that someone out there admits to the same thing so I don't feel quite so dumb.
