As I got out my 10-point crossbow I wondered if I'd have enough strength to pull the string back this year and was surprised to find that I could. So I set up the target at 10 yards and pulled the trigger. The arrow, or bolt as they are correctly called, hit just a few inches from my aiming point which put me in business for the start of deer season.
So far I haven't taken my clothes down to the lake for their de-scenting ritual where I leave them underwater for a few days then hang them in the sunshine and the wind before the first hunt.
All this preparation was put into gear by the sighting of two large bucks near my home on one of my community bicycle rides. I'm still trying to figure out what gets the adrenaline flowing at just the sight of one of these magnificent animals. Lately a couple of bucks have come through the front yard, which they always seem to do a few days before the season opens - although it's pretty unusual to see them so much in the open.
Searching through the closet, I found some usable arrows from last year as well as three broad heads, which means I may be able to avoid the urge to buy new ones, that is if I don't lose them all in target practice.
Maybe this year I will make my own lure scents using apples and persimmons which I have plenty of in the neighborhood. I never had much confidence in the doe-in-heat urine, which was as expensive as gold and I have bought in the past toward the end of the season when it looked as if I might get stumped for the year.
Come to think about it, why am I still sitting here writing when I could be out tracking?