My first Whitetail Deer.
The Coues buck that started my journey.
My first Wild Sheep.
The Mountain Goat that finished the Super Ten quest.
Months spent in a tent.
Miles trekked through untouched wilderness.
Lowest feelings of defeat.
Highest mountain-top experiences.
And one of the pinnacles of my hunting career: My Desert Sheep and the final piece to my archery Grand Slam puzzle.
When I think of something that’s been constant and reliable throughout, I think of @mathewsinc. I don’t shoot a Mathews simply because they are the best. I shoot Mathews because it’s a company I feel good about supporting. A symbol for the values we hold as ethical bowhunters. Mathews started my journey with me, and will finish my quest with me. I’m truly blessed to be a small part of the Mathews legacy.
#Blessed#Mathews#Legacy#BowHunting#SheepHunting#MountainHunting#Adventure @bradschristian @corrineyohannbundy @derekbnelson
🇦🇹🇩🇪Nach etlichen Pirschgängen auf diesen Waldgamsbock klappte es ganz unverhofft. Ich wollte gerade den Bodensitz verlassen, auf dem auch das vorangegangene Foto entstand, da zog er auf einer Entfernung von 160m immer wieder äsend Richtung Bestand. Als ich mir sicher war den richtigen Bock im Visier zu haben lies ich die 8x64 fliegen und diese bannte den besagten sogleich an Ort und Stelle. Am Bock angekommen konnte ich mein Glück kaum fassen. Natürlich gab es nach diesem unvergesslichen Jagderfolg wieder unser traditionelles Gamslebergericht.
🇬🇧🇺🇸After several stalks for this buck it worked quite unexpectedly. I just wanted to leave the hidden place, on which the previous photo was taken, as he moved at a distance of 160m in the direction of the stock. When I was sure to have the right buck in the crosshair, I let the 8x64 fly and these banned the said immediately on the spot. Arrived at the buck, I could hardly believe my luck. Of course, after this unforgettable hunting success our traditional chamoisliverdish was the dinner.
Putting him to bed for the night.
These nights are the longest, every swirl of wind has you wonder if your scent is being blown towards your sleeping target. Will he still be there when the sun rises? After a night of restless planning, will he cooperate and follow the plan that you have gone through over and over in your head? These are the longest nights...