MountainSqwabler
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Figured I could share a fun story of when I was younger antelope archery hunting with My old man.
I was probably 16 or so, and I had a doe archery tag. Dad and I found a waterhole that seemed would be a killer hole to sit. Weeks prior to the season opener we got the blind set up. Opening day came and I had been shooting 100s of arrows a day. We sat probably 3 or so days and had some close calls, but no goats fully committed and came within shooting range. Finally a group of does came within 30 yards. I remember drawing back, I was a little shaky from the adrenaline but nothing stupid bad. I tapped the trigger and......BOOOOOM!!!! A small explosion went off inside the blind. The goats take off, as dad and I freak out making sure one another is ok, dads looking me over and me him. "What the hell happened?????" We both exclaim. Upon further inspection.....I had shot one of the carbon fiber support beams for the blind, exploding my arrow and the beam simultaneously. Shaken and frustrated we got out of the blind and took the rest of the day to chill and gather ourselves. Next day we went back to the blind and after a couple hours of sitting I was about to smoke a doe at 15 yards or so.
Moral of the story, just because your sight sees over an obstacle, doesn't mean your projectile will clear it!
I was probably 16 or so, and I had a doe archery tag. Dad and I found a waterhole that seemed would be a killer hole to sit. Weeks prior to the season opener we got the blind set up. Opening day came and I had been shooting 100s of arrows a day. We sat probably 3 or so days and had some close calls, but no goats fully committed and came within shooting range. Finally a group of does came within 30 yards. I remember drawing back, I was a little shaky from the adrenaline but nothing stupid bad. I tapped the trigger and......BOOOOOM!!!! A small explosion went off inside the blind. The goats take off, as dad and I freak out making sure one another is ok, dads looking me over and me him. "What the hell happened?????" We both exclaim. Upon further inspection.....I had shot one of the carbon fiber support beams for the blind, exploding my arrow and the beam simultaneously. Shaken and frustrated we got out of the blind and took the rest of the day to chill and gather ourselves. Next day we went back to the blind and after a couple hours of sitting I was about to smoke a doe at 15 yards or so.
Moral of the story, just because your sight sees over an obstacle, doesn't mean your projectile will clear it!