Guest Author: Thomas Austin
As the bull’s body was no longer obscured by the grass I quickly judged the distance and chose a pin I drew back my bow and settled in on his vitals as he continued to walk towards to calls of my hunting partner as he reached the highest point in the meadow from which he should have been able to see the cow to which he was calling his walk came to a sudden stop. with no hesitation, I slowly applied backpressure on the trigger until the bow went off from the second the arrow left the string it destination was never in doubt, the arrow slammed into the bull’s vitals and passed through him in the blink of an eye.
