10/7/16 Klymit Static V
As hunters we sometimes get lost in what a true trophy is. I had been in a major hunting slump with my bow over the last three years, my visions of harvesting a big mule deer clouded what was truly important in the pursuit of the game I chase. Over the years I have managed to come close to several animals that I now wish I would have taken golden opportunities to harvest. I have made some amazing memories over these years but something seemed to be lacking and that was watching an arrow bury in an animal and getting the satisfaction we look for as hunters, the satisfaction of notching a tag and making memories that will last a lifetime.
In my short hunting career I had found myself lost in scoring animals instead of enjoying the trials and trivulations that come with putting an arrow in an animal. I look back and realize on how many more memories I could have made with good friends and family on pack outs and drives home with meat in the bed of the truck. I have had good friends over the last year or so encouraging me to get a few more harvests under my belt before I start hunting for horns and worrying about score. Now don’t get my wrong I still strive to accomplish my goals every year but I am no longer letting opportunities pass that I know I will come to regret later. I am taking each individual opportunity as it comes and getting back into hunting as it should be. If a trophy buck or bull crosses my path it will just be an added bonus.
In closing of this article I would encourage all young hunters to set your sights on the stars but don’t get lost in score. Remember what the roots of hunting are all about, and remember what traditions have been passed down to you and what you will someday pass along to your own children. Hunting is a heritage that will be around for years to come, be content with harvesting game with your bow and remember a trophy is in the eye of the beholder. I made my first bow kill in three years a few weeks ago on a small antelope buck and forgot what it was like to participate in harvesting an animal with my bow. The feeling was invigorating, and the buck is a trophy in my eyes and it put meat in my freezer.