It didn’t make sense to me – how in the world could I have shot so well earlier in the year, only to seemingly lose that ability a few weeks later? In hindsight, my problem was simple – I did not continue shooting the bow into the season.
I used to think bowhunting squirrels was ridiculous. To me, it didn’t seem worth the time or effort just to get a bushytail with a bow. And, outside of embracing the challenge it poses, it really isn’t worth it. It’s the benefits outside of squirrel hunting that make it worth it.
Thoughts flew through my head. Visions of past mishaps returned and bow shooting techniques pummeled my brain. But with the buck completely unaware of my presence, and my eyes focusing on a singular point behind the buck’s shoulder, I distinctly remember that the emerging thought was this: “This is it. I got you.”
