Me and a couple of friends went out this morning to stick a few swine. We were on them from the start. After several hours I was down to my last arrow and had got in on some hogs that were bedded in a briar thicket. I was waiting patiently on a trail with the pigs just a few yards away.
Suddenly I caught movement to my right and looked to see a large brown animal flying through the air at less than 10 yards. I turned and pointed my broadhead at it (While quite possibly screaming like a girl) and just like that it was over. I was laying in the thicket with my bow in my hand and my arrow broke in pieces. No it wasn't a mountain lion but a man killing, ferocious, fire breathing.............deer.
I don't know what had spooked her but she was hauling butt down that trail and I just happened to be in the way. Broke one of the pins on my site and did a number on my hog light. Only me and the person that washes my underwear will know how scared I was.
Suddenly I caught movement to my right and looked to see a large brown animal flying through the air at less than 10 yards. I turned and pointed my broadhead at it (While quite possibly screaming like a girl) and just like that it was over. I was laying in the thicket with my bow in my hand and my arrow broke in pieces. No it wasn't a mountain lion but a man killing, ferocious, fire breathing.............deer.
I don't know what had spooked her but she was hauling butt down that trail and I just happened to be in the way. Broke one of the pins on my site and did a number on my hog light. Only me and the person that washes my underwear will know how scared I was.
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