The adrenaline wore off and I found myself in bow hunter purgatory. That uncomfortable time between letting an arrow fly and getting down to look for my target. Excitement, anxiety, confidence, and self-doubt were racing through my mind. The flight of the arrow looked good and I heard a solid “thwack.” However, I have been on blood trails that ran out and learned nothing is guaranteed. For now I would have to wait to find out if I hit my mark.
Pronghorns: Part Two
Reaching into my pocket I felt the last bullet. I jacked out the spent .243 shell and chambered my last hope. The wind was howling and Rod whispered, “Hold on his back and to the left.” Lining up the cross hairs on my target I squeezed the trigger and watched my prey disappear behind a rise in the terrain.
Pronghorns: Part One
Perched above a drainage Dad and I watched antelope graze. The range finder indicated they were still over 400 yards out, but it appeared they were working towards us. Glassing the herd with my Vortex binoculars, I identified three bucks. The wind was in our favor and with a little luck, the antelope might wander into range. Right now, it was a waiting game.
Pick Em and Stick Em
Hooked
The first breath of fresh air after the thought of never getting another one is better than anything I have ever experienced. Although my head was above water I still didn’t know what was going on. Did a hook go through my finger? Had something bit me? I was safe, but I wasn’t out of the hot water. Both literally and figuratively.
There is More than One Way to Catch a Trout
Keep Moving Forward
Why would you want to run that far? If you decide to run a marathon be prepared to answer this question…a lot. Loved ones, friends, and coworkers will question your sanity when they learn about your intentions to run 26.2 miles. Additionally, there might come a time when you are exhausted and faced with a decision: Do I quit so the pain is gone? Or do I keep moving forward? This is when you need to know your why.