SLAM OUTDOORS: Bow Hunting........

Mission Statement

With the expanded use of social media today, it is easy to look at others' lives and wish you were them. There are a handful of fortunate individuals who get to hunt and fish for a living. There are others who's circumstances allow them to spend more time in the outdoors than most. The truth is.. the majority of us are average people. Average men and women who do the best we can with what we have. For us, every hunt is public land. Every hunt is DIY. We will most likely never own a Yeti, our Igloos will have to do. Never look down range through the lens of a Swarovski or wear anything adorned with the Sitka logo. We will never have a hunting magazine, never be the stars of our own hunting show, become prostaff members, or receive free gear. We have a limited number of days off each year, and limited funds to spend. This does not however crush our spirit or curb our enthusiasm for the great outdoors. We will take every opportunity we get to enjoy the Streams, Lakes and Mountains.

We do not criticize those more fortunate than us. Our hope is to appeal to hunters just like us. Those with limited time, limited assets, limited resources, marginal gear, yet, 100% passion.

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Bow Hunting........

Ok, I officially SUCK as a bow hunter! Even though SLAM Outdoors has had some very exciting nights of hunting lately, the hunt came to a close last night without a single tag being filled :( Thurs night, Matt and I headed to Pine Valley to hunt and wondered why we hadn't just been going there the whole month! Immediately we started seeing deer just inside the tree line by the forsyth trail head. Matt found a tree stand to sit and had several deer walk right under him and even had 2 coyotes run by. I headed to the tree line just before a big grass field. I could have shot a spike at 40 yds right off the bat but decided against it. I sat the tree line that feeds into a field and ended up seeing one of the biggest deer I have ever laid eyes on. Something spooked him and he came running past at 50 yds and I didn't have time to do anything.
Friday, I headed back up there and again, could have shot a spike at 30 yds as soon as I left the truck but he was just standing there looking at me and I had about 2 minutes to decide what I wanted to do. I drew an arrow and then decided I had just gotten there and that was way to easy... what was I thinking?? I kept going out to the grass field again and before I got to my spot, I spotted 3 does just as they saw me. Then, I saw him..... A HUGE symetrical 4 pt at about 75 yds. I got to anxious as always and started a stalk. I moved to quickly to get in range. I had one patch of trees to left between he an I was all and as I got to where I could see him, it was too late. He had spotted me. Why didn't I take more time?? I had over an hour of daylight left but got to anxious. I got to within about 60 yds when he spotted me and ran off with the does. I was SO Frustrated!! That was my chance! I woul have done a full cape mount on him. He was that nice. Then right before dark, I spotted another nice 3x coming out of the tree line. I launched an arrow from about 75 yds in desperation just to see him and my bow hunting hopes trot off into the sunset......... All I can say is, Next Year. (it's gonna be a long wait and now I have to remember the big one I let get away from me till then) We need something else to occupy our time.... QUICK. Loa can't come fast enough.