Many moons ago while hunting I spotted a couple bucks sparring and four does rapt with the spectacle before them, I was using a beautiful English long bow made by Val Rawnsley and carrying my hand made arrows in a back quiver. It was a hard frost, I belly crawled down into a small grassy swale and up the other side trying to close the distance to about thirty yards. It was slow going but with the intensity of the moment I never took note of any problem with the quiver in the way, or noise from it, or the cold sopping I was getting for that matter, the single mindedness of youth I guess. Oh yeah, I got to the other side, just below the crest, rocked up on one knee, came to full draw, and made a clean miss. The whole gang did a What? and left in a hurry.
I use the equipment I feel is proper for the hunt and adapt to it.
Robby
I use the equipment I feel is proper for the hunt and adapt to it.
Robby