Bow-shooting bucks is easy

It stops, rubs a tree with its antlers, then stands back to admire his handiwork, and then hits another lick on the bark, checks it out, and then continues toward you. He stops, and can't smell you or any nearby danger, but he is in no hurry.

The anxiety level builds after the third or fourth stop for the deer to putter around doing big-buck things, and then he moves forward again. He’s now 50 yards away, and will soon have a date with destiny. Your breath is labored and ragged, and you are feeling a bit light headed.

Preparing for a bow shot.

His antlers are big, possibly the largest whitetail buck you've ever seen in the wild. He stands, just out of bow range, and surveys the area. He doesn't smell or see any danger, but he didn't grow a rack with 10 good long points and a 20-inch inside spread by being stupid.

He stands, motionless for a few minutes, head up and looking around. He's not spooky, but is just being careful.

Satisfied, he moves to within 40 yards. The rack seems to grow even larger the closer he comes. The hunter is sucking air by now, and begging silently for a 20-yard broadside or quartering-away shot. The thought of shooting this big buck makes you dizzy with excitement, and your heart is racing and you feel weak.

A full load of adrenaline is streaming through your system, and the buck moves slowly to within 35 yards and then to 30, where he stands behind a thin screen of brush. Jolt after jolt of adrenaline has you as wired as scoffing down 10 cans of a high-energy drink.

Don’t try to rush things. Be patient.

He offers a brief 25-yard shot but your eyes riveted riveted on the rack, and you don't want to make a mistake. He's coming, just let him move into the 20-yard range and then wait for a good shot at this huge buck.

Finally, he steps within your ideal range, turns to offer a quartering-away shot at 20 yards. The buck stares off toward other deer 100 yards away in the field, and you raise your bow, stare at the antlers again, come to full draw, aim and turn loose what you feel is a well-aimed arrow.

There is a loud twhack, and the buck races off while the arrow and broadhead sail off into the brush. Excited, feeling you made a killing shot, you climb down and follow the Game Tracker string to the arrow. There isn't a drop of blood on the arrow. What happened?

Tunnel vision had set in and when the hunter aimed and shot, he aimed at the major focal point of interest on that buck -- the antlers. He forgot to force himself to pick a spot low behind the front shoulder. His continuous focus on the buck and his majestic rack was his undoing. He got caught up in the moment, and forgot what he was supposed to do.

Concentrate on where to shoot. Forget about the antlers.

Total concentration is paramount during the aiming process. Once I know a buck has antlers, and decide to shoot him, I never look at the headgear again. I focus hard on the heart-lung area, pick a spot, shoot and the deer dies.

A buddy went on a Tennessee wild boar hunting with me many years ago, and I warned him against staring at the length of the boar's tushes. These big curved teeth are fascinating and very sharp, and my friend looked at the teeth, aimed and hit the boar in the top of the head. It wasn't an immediate killing shot, and I hollered to "shoot for the heart-lung area." He quickly recovered, shot again and the boar died a quick death.

Tunnel vision doesn't just happen to police officers in a fire-fight with the bad guys. It happens to hunters all the time, and most often to sportsmen with very little hunting experience but high expectations.

It can ruin a hunt, but there is no need for that to happen. The trick is to determine whether it has antlers, and if it is what you want. Once that has been determined, forget about it, and intently focus on the vital area. Don’t even look at the antlers again. Forget about them. Pick a spot behind the front shoulder and concentrate on it.

Once you draw back an arrow, and aim, never look at the buck’s head again. Pick a tiny spot behind the front shoulder, concentrate on that spot, make a smooth release, and do not drop your bow hand until the arrow makes contact with the deer.

Big bucks come often to those television hunters, but for most people like you and me, it can be a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. The timing is too important to waste by missing an easy shot. Deep concentration, and not tunnel vision, is the key to bow-hunting success.

Posted via email from Dave Richey Outdoors

How not to shoot a gobbler

Turkey season is still about a month away but I've been thinking about turkey hunting all day. I wonder: How many ways are there to miss a longbeard? Let me recount several ways to totally miss a big gobbler. Some are easy for most people, and other sportsmen may have some rather innovative ways that can lead to a complete miss.

My neighbor is seeing about 25 birds daily. He was hoping for an early-season tag but settled for a third season hunt, and since I'll do my best to call one within 30 yards for him, I want him to know the many ways that missing a big gobbler can happen.

*Missing a gobbler with a shotgun is something to ponder as opening day approaches. It's been many years since I first teased three Toms close enough for a shot. My hunting companion lifted her head off the stock as she shot, and any head movement causes the shot pattern to go high. All three birds ran off unharmed. Moral: Make a conscious effort to keep your head down on the stock and squeeze off the shot when the sight settles on that area where the head and neck join. Moral: The job is done right when the shotgun goes bang and the gobbler falls over without a wiggle.

I believe shooting gobblers in the woods is easier than hunting the fields.

*Another time a person got so caught up in watching a cautious gobbler approach that when it was time to shoot, she was hyperventilating so bad she felt faint. Her companion shot and killed the bird. Moral: Take a deep breath, relax and concentrate on the shot. Another trick to remember is to take a breath every few seconds.

*A buddy tried to swing around a tree and shoot while a big gobbler approached from the rear. A human has as much chance of swinging around, shooting and killing a gobbler from an awkward-angle as most people have of flipping the light switch and getting out of the room before the light goes out. Moral: Sit still, don't call or move, and wait for the cautious gobbler to walk around your location and step in front of the shouldered shotgun. If the shotgun isn't up to your shoulder long before then, you deserve to not get a shot. You also deserve to miss.

*A buddy of mine wasn't paying attention one morning. He had heard a bird gobble in front of him, and didn't realize it was circling and looking for a hen. He eventually spotted the decoy after he moved his leg to relieve a nasty cramp. Moral: Once a turkey gobbles, and starts moving your way, don't move. Let the cramp develop, wait for the gobbler to stick his head up out of cover, shoot him and then scream with pain.

Sometimes a hunter must tough out the pain to get a shot.

*I can't vouch for this one but it was told to me by a man who speaks the truth. He and a hunter were walking softly through the woods when a gobbler ripped off a full-throated gobble about 50 yards away. The two men sank against nearby trees, the hunter reached into his pocket for a shotgun shell, stuffed it into the breech of his 10 gauge magnum, and silently eased the pump closed. One brief call, and the bird double-gobbled, and stepped out into the open. The hunter was set up perfectly, and the shotgun's front bead settled on the head-neck area, and he softly clicked off the safety and pulled the trigger. A faint click was heard but the gobbler hauled his tail feathers out of the area. Moral: Do not do like he did and put a roll of Life Savers in the same pocket as the shotshells. Nothing happens when the firing pin encounters the end of a roll of candy.

*Don't just slap a scope or red-dot sight on the shotgun, and figure you are set. A guy I once knew gradually learned that scopes or red-dot sights can be an asset in the turkey woods. It's also important to sight them in so you know where the shot charge is going. He didn't do that, and when he shot, a tree limb fell and almost hit the gobbler on the head. Moral: Do your homework and know how the shotgun shoots with a certain load. Never, ever mix up shotshells of the three sizes (No. 4, 5 or 6 shot) in your pocket. My cornshucking pump 12 mag shoots No. 5s very well but a No. 4 or 6 shot leaves shot pattern holes big enough for a gobbler to walk through. Moral: Carry just one size of shot and pattern the shotgun long before the season opens.

*I took a guy out several years ago, and we had a long walk to the hunting area. We stopped so he could take a breather, and he leaned his unloaded scoped shotgun against a tree in the pre-dawn darkness. He got slightly turned around in the dark, bumped his shotgun, and the scope hit a big rock when it fell. I called a nice gobbler to him a half-hour later, and ... you guessed it. The scope was knocked out of kilter, and he missed the bird. Moral: Never lean a loaded or unloaded shotgun against anything. If necessary, unload it, leave the action open, and lay it softly on the ground.

Avoid being surprised by the sudden appearance of a nearby gobbler.

*Almost last are these two dandies. I was calling for a first-time hunter, and this young lady was cautioned that the birds were circling and she had to sit still, don't move a muscle and let the gobbler walk in front of her shotgun. I kept saying in a soft whisper: "Sit still. I can hear the birds 20 yards behind us. Don't move and don't make a sound. Five minutes later a gobbler walked up from behind her, passed within 10 feet of her right elbow, and she gave a startled "Eek!" Moral: This lady missed her bird without firing a shot because even though she was warned, she wasn't mentally prepared for a bird at close range.

*Another woman, this one from out west, came to shoot a gobbler. I eventually called up a nice gobbler to within 20 yards. She missed a standing quartering-away shot with her bow, and I handed her a shotgun. She insisted she had killed the bird but I knew she had missed. She said "I'll shoot it with the shotgun," and proceeded to miss it standing, head-up, now at 30 yards. The shot charge tore up the turf 10 yards from the bird, and again she insisted she had killed it. The bird ran into the woods, and we flushed the big gobbler and it took wing. I told her that was her bird. She insisted her bird was dead so we ended that hunt. Moral: It's easy to miss a gobbler, but if you miss, have enough common sense to fess up and admit it.

Even I, believe it or not, have missed a turkey gobbler. But that was a long time ago, and is a story for another day.

Posted via email from Dave Richey Outdoors