For Immediate Release: April 2, 2018Media Contact: email@example.comWindsor County, VT – Recently, local hunter Tim Biebel was reported to have engaged in a spirited discussion over taxidermy bills with his lovely wife. Biebel, having refrained from spending any amount of money on taxidermy since united in holy matrimony almost thirteen years ago, finally decided to break open the piggy bank…
I have yet to find a good explanation for why the month of January exists. Everyone is on edge. Deer season is over, cold weather has set in, and our esteemed state legislators that seem hell-bent on taking away more rights and increasing restrictions are back on the job. It sure would be nice if they had the opposite goal. Seriously, who wakes up in the morning and says to themselves, “What burdensome law can I come up with today?” And why does it have to be cold?! AND WHY DID DEER SEASON HAVE TO END?!?!?!
Forgive me for the outburst. It’s been rough around here lately.
I had just settled into my new role as a big buck killer, and then a young four pointer walked in front of my crosshairs and ruined it. My notoriety was short-lived, but alas, all good things must come to an end. Similar to The Biggest Little Buck Ever Killed that I wrote about a few weeks ago, this buck also had a death wish. As hard as a tried to mess up the hunt, he was even more so resistant to the idea of remaining alive.
Muzzleloaders can be finicky implements. They are supposed to shoot a bullet when the trigger is pulled, but they don’t always perform as expected. Sometimes they just pretend. Other times they procrastinate. And finally, after all other options have been exhausted, they shoot. The trick is to find a deer that is willing to hang around long enough to experience all three.
Dear Hoyt Archery,
It’s time we get to know each other on a deeper level. Until now our relationship has been a one-way street, but I’m sure you and I can both agree that relationships can’t survive that way. I doubt you even know I exist, which is surprising given our long history together and the immense popularity of www.the4pointer.com. Okay, so maybe that’s an overstatement…
If Sam and I were ever going to shoot a deer together at his age, I knew we would need a pretty dumb deer to walk by. Maybe one like a yearling buck experiencing a surge of testosterone that clouded his ability to sense danger from the dynamic father and son duo perched above him. On the evening of November 7th, we had a meeting with just such a buck.