After my accident with the dirt bike, I never gave up with being able to pull a bow back. I tried for over 17 years, before I was able to.
Now it was a very light bow of my sister in laws, but I saw the light at the end of the tunnel! My husband went out and bought me my own so I could start shooting.
It was a Bear bow and gradually I was able to build enough muscle to shoot enough pounds to hunt.
The first few years, I didn’t get anything, as I was not the greatest on distances. Yes I had a range finder, but forgot it when I actually needed it.
There was a few that I didn’t think would be a good shot, so I just enjoyed actually just being out in the woods.
When I am hunting, I am in Gods country! Whether it is in the Colorado Mountains or Missouri woods, I feel close to God. There is a peace and quiet that I can’t explain. This is one place I can clear my mind!
I don’t ever take hunting for granted, as it is a way to provide for my family. I would never want to put myself in a position to just injure an animal. Although I am fully aware it does happen. There are steps hunters take to lessen those chances.
I made a swap with a bow and started shooting even better. The bow was a little faster and I did pretty good with it. It was a Bowtech, I didn’t get to shoot it as much due to being on crutches from an auto accident, but practiced when I could.
In 2017 I finally had a chance at a buck. I was by myself in a tree stand, the first week of November. It was the night before youth season, and seen a doe come up out of the bottom.
Now I had decided, we had a lot of does and so if she would step out, I would shoot at her. But then to the right I seen another deer. This one was a small buck.
He wasn’t the biggest I saw on the property, but he was a nice little 9 pointer. Honestly he was perfect for my first buck, as most people around here do not get an opportunity to shoot a buck like him.
So I watched him as he stepped out of the bottom, into the clearing. As I was getting ready, he would step behind a tree, so I had to wait. He finally turned a little headed away from me and presented the bed shot.
I said a prayer for my arrow to do its job and released it into the air. It hit him perfectly, right where I was aiming! He ran less than 100 yards, before taking his last breath.
I was excited but also in disbelief that after so many years, I finally was able to get an animal with a bow. I just wished I could have shared that moment with my family. Although I did get to share it with God!
I went and picked my husband up from his stand and when we were headed to the buck, we had a fork horn almost walk up to us. He actually followed me to get the four wheeler.
The look on my girls faces were priceless and I was definitely happy to help fill the freezer!
Dont ever give up on something you love to do! No matter what it is, you can find a way!
“Now then, please take your gear, your quiver and your bow, and go out to the field and hunt game for me” Genesis 27:3
“God was with the lad, and he grew; and he lived in the wilderness and became an archer.” Genesis 21:20