I Shoot Mathews

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Location: Epes, Alabama (Sumter County)Bow Model: Q2Album: Whitetail & Mule DeerAnimal Harvested or Shoot Type: Whitetail

The Luck of The”Draw”

October 18, 2012 by Bill Tartt

First of all, I shoot a Mathews Q2 which I will never get rid of. I’m 22 years old and honestly think this bow is going to be with me in the woods for the rest of my life. That is saying a lot about the quality of Mathews products. I’m also incredibly fortunate to have family land that I can hunt.
It was October 18th and it was my second hunt of the Alabama bow season. I hadn’t done much preseason scouting but I knew the area I wanted to hunt had good potential. The wind was blowing gently out of the Northwest and the temperature was going to slowly drop as the sun went down. I made it to my lock-on around 4:00 o’clock that evening. This gave me about two and a half hours to hunt. I was sitting on the Southeast corner of a small wheat field that also had a mixture of oats and rape. My intention for this hunt was actually to harvest an early season doe. Around 5:15 a doe with a spotted fawn walked in from the Northwest corner. A young six point was shortly behind them. They didn’t waste any time feeding through the field. I was glad to see deer movement though. As the temperature slowly dropped, I felt optimistic that I would see more. I leaned over to stretch my side when I heard a limb snap towards the North end of the field. I looked over my shoulder and saw what I knew was a shooter buck at about 100 yards. I immediately could tell he was a mainframe ten point. He slowly fed towards me, picking around the oats and wheat to eat the rape. I simultaneously stood up and grabbed my bow, moving as slow as possible. As he made his way to my shooting lane, I told myself “Give the arrow a chance to hit it’s target.” This was the only thing that calmed my nerves down. He took three more steps and was in the only spot where I had a clear shot. I drew my bow back and he never looked up. I put my ten yard pen on him and let the arrow fly. The arrow landed and the he didn’t know what hit him. He slowly walked out of the field and I knew he wasn’t going far. I sat down and began trying to process what just happened. I couldn’t believe it. I waited thirty minutes before climbing down. I went and picked up my blood covered arrow and decided to let him lay for a little while. I came back a couple hours later and the blood trail easily led me right to him. He is my best buck and scores in the 120′s. I would like to say thank you to Mathews. I appreciate your hard work to make the best bow money can buy. I will never shoot anything else.

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