A Hunting We Will Go

Three weekends of hunting by the Crosman family netted more that the intended animal via the bow hunt. Here's a run down of events & captures:

Week 1, Day one: Hunting Blind 5x5x4 desert camoflage set up by pond. Mauri dresses in camo, takes Hoyt state of the art bow & gets all comfy in portable chair. Waits 4 hours.
Day two: Siting & possibility to shoot, small antelope. Pass. Not big enough.
Day three: 8-10 hours of read one page of book, look out peep holes, read another page, etc.
Day four: Same as day three except a few animals drank in the pond, windy & took cooler of food.
Day five: Go home because your waiting for the big one, that you see off in the distance prancing around & shaking rack as you head for home.

Weekend 2, Day 1: Set up blind & read rest of book started last week. Spot 'the big one' again & name him Big Buda.
Day 2: Grams & Gramps arrive to watch kids while Aaron visits the blind. Kids decide to set a trap for a squirrel that's been hanging around. He checks out the crackers under the rock propped up on a stick, but is too quick to get caught. The kids reset the string that pulls the stick from under the rock each time, but no luck.
Day 3: A bigger rock is set under the stick. The squirrel likes the bait, hangs around too long going deeper under the rock. Bingo! it's trapped. The kids are jubilant & we are shocked they did it.

Mom & Dad come back empty handed, very frustrated. As they head for home, Big Buda is lounging in the grasses holding head high, but too far away to shoot. The family drives in silence, and the bagged squirrel awaits its fate.

Weekend 3, Day 1 Blind set up, a group of potentials sally forth, with the largest ones holding back to see if the water is worth it. Excitement reigns & kids left home for funner weekend with Grams & Gramps.
Day 2 or is it 3: More sallying, scrunching of two in the blind, waiting & not moving a muscle. Cramping of the legs, hard seat, no potty and fatigue as the hours tick away.

Finally they spot a cluster. The antelope get closer inch by inch, hour by hour. One is within range. She gets the bow ready, aims & fires minutes before the hunt is officially over. It's a HIT!! He jumps, runs a few yards & is down. Hunter & hubby are on it like a wild fire. Yeah!! Cheering, picture taking & packing up the blind are next. A good night's sleep is had by all.

Size: The same as the first one on the first day of the first hour. But who's measuring?