I just got home 1 hour ago.
I drew 1st blood on a 23 yard broadside shot at 1:35 p.m. I then got on my BlackBerry and texted my daughter, my brother and my cousin-in-law. I let it sit for 1/2 hour and went to check on her and put another arrow in her. On the second shot, I heard a twang. I said, hmmm, that isn't right. It turns out the fingers on my RipCord rest broke. I went down to the truck and met my brother there with sodas and water as I knew I had my work cut out for me. I also changed out the fingers on my rest.
I was riding on a trail with my 4 wheeler and I saw this dark colored object 200 yards out. As I continued, I determined it was a moose. I stopped, got the bow ready, and continued on opposite side of the trail toward her. As I got closer and closer to her, I kept thinking, it is not supposed to be this easy. As I continued riding toward her, I kept playing out the sequence of events, in my mind, should I be so fortunate to get the shot. She kept watching me as I traveled toward her. Finally, she was on my left side. I said, Okay, lets try this. I got off the 4 wheeler, ranged her and the shakes kicked in. I then focused extra hard on making a smoot release to get the good shot. I finally let the arrow fly. My shot was a little lower and forward of where I would have liked, but I knew it was a kill shot. The shot was not a pass thru, and I suspect the arrow hit the opposite shoulder.
This is my first bow moose and it was in the Fairbanks Managment Area. I am shooting a BowTech Guardian, 70 lbs, 29 inch draw, 100 gr. HellRazors, Carbon Express 350 Hunters and of course FOB's.
In any event, it was a good day for me. I will post a picture of me with my bow tomorrow. In the mean time, I am going to hit the sack.