Maybe when you see something several times a day, it loses some of the glimmer. I walk under the small 5X5 over a dozen times a day. This morning, I stopped and looked at it.
I could almost smell the frost. This was the first bull elk I killed with a bow. I believe it was 197??, just above Spread Creek in the Tetons. It was a 12-yard shot and he ran about 150-yards...downhill, away from the truck of course. My B-I-L and I dined on him sumptuously that night. I wish i could remember what bow I was shooting. I believe it was a 55#, fixed draw American.
Good memory
I could almost smell the frost. This was the first bull elk I killed with a bow. I believe it was 197??, just above Spread Creek in the Tetons. It was a 12-yard shot and he ran about 150-yards...downhill, away from the truck of course. My B-I-L and I dined on him sumptuously that night. I wish i could remember what bow I was shooting. I believe it was a 55#, fixed draw American.
Good memory