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Thanks grandpa.

We have three generations of bowhunters starting with my grandpa, father and two brothers. August 28th, the first day of archery season, was about 65 degrees at dusk and a little wind was working to my advantage. Just before dark, my heart started pumping when a velvet 4X5 Mulie cruised within 40 yards from my stand. Thanks to the constant help from my grandpa and father urging me to be deadly up to 65 yards, I had no problem taking steady aim and "letting err fly." The big buck ran about sixty yards before falling over. I had been on a six-year drought prior to this season and this is the biggest buck I've shot.


Kevin Wirtz, Redmond, OR

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Title Annotation:SureShots
Author:Wirtz, Kevin
Publication:Petersen's Bowhunting
Date:May 1, 2005
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