If you bow hunt at all, then you know that Charles Dickens could have been describing that thin line between elation and insanity we know as bow hunting in the opening lines of A Tale of Two Cities.
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way…”
I’m not sure that I’ve ever had a successful (or even unsuccessful) bow hunt where I didn’t experience the highest highs, and lowest lows within mere moments of one another. Bow hunters will shift from supreme confidence to crushing doubt in less than a heartbeat. That shot that looked so solid shortly after release begins to get somewhat foggy after a short walk down blood trail lane. Until you have your hands on the beast, the Doubt Gorilla will not get off of your back.
These experiences are part of the process, and if you haven’t had them, then you have not earned the label of bow hunter. I figured that a good training aid for my daughter would be the invasive species, Sus scrofa, a/k/a Wild Hogs. They are tough, mean, and have recently begun tearing up the woods that I’ve enjoyed hunting since I was her age. I’d rather her work her bow hunting kinks out on wild hogs than our deer population. Besides, I wouldn’t mind getting rid of a few hundred while we are putting a few miles on the training wheels.
The video below shows the entire experience of my 12 year old daughter’s first ever bow hunt. She is shooting a Diamond Prism bow, set at 35lbs. The entire video took place in one weekend, over three hunts.
I hope you enjoy the video below…We enjoyed making it:
Now she’s got motivation to return for redemption!