My 11 yr. old grandson has been a hunting enthusiast all his life, tagging along with his Dad whenever he got out in the woods. This year he was able to carry his own bow under the mentor program. His Uncle Grant got him a new Mathews bow and the boy practiced every night before season to get his draw weight up.
Last night he took a 10 yard shot at his first buck. Good shot, good blood at first, then it was getting sparse as the light faded. So, they backed out and called for a couple buddies to come help, with additional light. They followed the original trail they had marked with toilet paper, and continued to find blood. When it got a little spotty again, one friend walked up a trail, and he found a speck of blood and saw the buck laying up ahead……he called out, “I’ve got blood here……bring me some paper to mark it Mitch”. After they marked the spot, he told Mitch to walk up the trail and see if he could find any more blood…within a minute, the woods echoed with “DAD! HERE HE IS! I FOUND MY BUCK!” My son got the shot on tape, but wished he could have captured that moment on tape too.
This kid is hooked for life now!
June