A Week with Jason and Mitchell

"I saw a doe, and a couple of rabbits fighting," said Jason. 'It was funny to see the rabbits leap into the air and kick at
each other. But no pigs.'"

by Bob Torres
"There he is Mitchell, shoot it!" whispered Jason Grove as they saw the rabbit on the edge of the fence line. Mitchell came to full draw with his bow, held for a moment and fired - thunk!

"You got him," yelled Jason. Then they both went into the brush to get the rabbit and arrow. The smile on Mitchell's
face told the story. It was his first animal shot with his new bow.

Jason Groves and Mitchell Bryan pose with the first rabbit shot during their week-long outing at a ranch near San Diego, TX. The young men, who have been friends since the First Grade, had a working vacation recently. Jason wound up shooting more than Mitchell - it was a matter of experience!

Jason and Mitchell Bryan have been best friends since the First Grade. This year both will be freshmen in high school
and although they're going to different schools, the summer was theirs to enjoy. During August the two young men "camped" out at a ranch between San Diego and Freer, Texas. 

"I couldn't sleep the night before," said Jason. "I sat awake in bed waiting for the alarm clock to go off. Hours went by
and it finally went off. I hopped out of bed, slipped into my clothes and ran out the door with Mitchell following close
behind. My Mom took Mitchell and I to breakfast but we could hardly eat. I just wanted to start the week!"

Theirs was a "working holiday" where they cut weeds, worked on fences, repaired animal feeders, cleaned barns and did an overall maintenance check on the ranch. 

However it wasn't ALL work, they were also instructed on shooting techniques with bows and arrows. Their quest was
by the end of the week to shoot a feral hog if the opportunity arose.

"After unloading at the ranch, we got straight to work," said Mitchell. "We began mowing and weed-eating the 8-foot tall
weeds that grew because of the flood that hit the ranch a short while ago. (Texas had been drenched with rain.) After all the grass was cut, you could definitely get a good look at the place. It really is beautiful country."

After the afternoon session of work, the bows were pulled out. Jason shoots a Hoyt Mystic that he's been using for the
past year. Mitchell brought along a homemade long bow made by his Great Aunt Mildred. It is shootable, but Larry Grove, Jason's father thought of something else.

"I have a news Mathews bow and this older Hoyt was sitting in the closet," the elder Grove said. "I thought that if it could be brought down in power, maybe to a 40 pound pull, then I'd give it to Mitchell to use. If he could pull it, then it would be in good hands."

"Let's see that bow," said the guide, a friend of the ranch-owner and Larry Grove. After tuning the bow down, he handed it back to Mitchell. "Let's see if you can pull that back."

With visible strain Mitchell drew it back. "Let's see it again," said the guide. After tuning it down further, he once again
handed it to Mitchell. This time it seemed more manageable.

"Mitchell, Jason's father said you could have this bow, as long as you take care of it," said the guide. Mitchell's mouth
flew open in surprise and then he glanced over at Jason who wore a smile of his own. It had been a nice secret and total
surprise.

Then they both began shooting at a javelina 3-D target set at 15 yards. Initially Jason was the better shot, he had been
shooting longer. Then as Mitchell began "grouping" arrows, his sights were adjusted and he began shooting more consistently on the target. For a "new" bow and shooter, he did remarkably well.

"Our guide and new friend is a former Marine, professional archer and is all-around knowledgeable," said Mitchell. "He's
been teaching me and my pal Jason how to use our bows.

"We practice with our bows on the target we have set up," he continued. "We definitely want to practice because it's
obvious that we'll be using our bows a lot during our week here."

In the evening, both young men set up near feeders to see if they could see any hogs moving. Although hogs have plenty
of grazing since the rains fell, they love to eat the corn that drops daily from the feeders. During the first night, there was no hog action.

"I saw a doe, and a couple of rabbits fighting," said Jason. "It was funny to see the rabbits leap into the air and kick at
each other. But no pigs."

"Sitting out in the scrub brush trying to be as quiet as possible, really puts you in tune with your surroundings," said Mitchell. "As soon as you stop moving around and just let your mind wander, is when all of nature seems to come alive. I think I saw all the birds on the ranch. They were all over the feeder, but as soon as it got dark, there was nothing. It's like
everything went to bed.

"On the way back we spotted a rabbit," he continued. "Jason loads up and pulls off a gung-ho shot that would make any
archer happy. He shot before I could even get an arrow out of my quiver."

The next day began early - too early. The young men who were sleeping in a mobile home set their alarm for what they
thought was 6:30 a.m. They ACTUALLY set it for 5:30. Their guide wasn't up so they waited until 6:30. After breakfast it was a quick spin around looking for rabbits before work.

"We spotted a rabbit," said Jason. "Mitchell got off and took a shot and missed. So I took a shot and hit perfectly. It
was Jason -2, Mitchell - 0."

The workday started with the young men "clipping" the top strand of the fence. It is not real hard work, but is tedious
and can be brutal under the hot sun. They worked, talked, sang and teased each other as they worked. Later, when they
ran out of clips, they went to the "pole barn" to begin cleaning there. But because of wasps, it was a trip into town for "Raid"
and more clips.

"When we got back, we all decided to go varmint hunting, with the rabbit I shot as bait," said Jason. "But because of the
wind, we didn't see anything, they may not have heard the call. So we went hog hunting instead."

Their luck was not good and they returned at nightfall for another dinner, and to watch videos.

Wednesday began with another varmint hunt. A coyote came loping towards the call, but something scared it, and soon
it was scampering the other way. Guess "human" scent can be fickle, although cover scent was used.

On the way back, Mitchell spotted the rabbit. He quickly jumped off the all-terrain vehicle, sighted in and shot - his first
rabbit.

"Yes, yes," Mitchell yelled. The excitement told the story. His pumping right arm in the air, and the look of wonder at his
bow spoke volumes. He'd even named his "lucky" broadhead, "Jimmy." Several more times during the week, "Jimmy" was called to work. However, too quick a release one time, and not concentrating another time didn't improve his percentage. 
Jason was tallying his score by the rabbits he hit.

That evening the young men once again dressed in camouflage and hid in brush near a "sendero" as their guide set up to do some predator calling. Using a rabbit that Jason had shot as bait, soon the "squeal" of a "hurt" rabbit filled the air. Within moments a coyote came running near.

Jason saw him approach but couldn't get a shot at the coyote because the sun was in his eyes. The coyote was within 15
yards of Mitchell - who never saw him. The coyote finally caught Mitchell's scent and scurried off. 

"My heart was racing," said Jason. "I was hoping to get a shot. And it was so close. I kept trying to get Mitchell to turn
around to see it, but he never did!"

The next morning, before breakfast it was time for more rabbit hunting. For some reason, maybe because the rabbit
population had been depleted, none were sighted in the quick go-around and it was time to begin work. With the pole barn
nearing completion in the clean-up stage, the young men took their bows with them- in case they saw a snake, or a rat or any other target of opportunity. After some cleaning up, with nothing to shoot, it was lunchtime. Each day the young men had between 1 p.m., until 3 p.m., to rest because of the heat of the day. 

At 3 p.m., they again continued working on the pole barn just waiting for the afternoon "whistle" to quit. When that
came, they quickly cleaned up and grabbed their bows. Soon the javelina target was bristling with arrows.

"Okay, I want one arrow, one shot," informed the instructor. Mitchell pulled back with his bow and fired one arrow. It
hit the target in the "ham" area. Jason drew back and released his arrow in the "intestine" area.

"Gentlemen, neither of those shots would kill your pig," remarked the instructor. "When you're out there, most of the time you only get one shot. You need to make it a good one. 

If you don't think you have a good shot, don't take it! And when you do take the shot, I want you to be confident that it's going where you want it to go. The only way to get there - is
practice. I STILL shoot 100 arrows a week. I know where my arrow is going. That's why I have confidence in shooting. 
But I practice every week. You need to as well."

They both nodded. When he allowed them, they pulled their one arrow each and with his approval, drew back again. 

This time each arrow was in "the kill zone." Now both beaming with smiles they looked for approval.

"That's what you have to do every time," he asserted. "Take your time. Concentrate on where the arrow is supposed to
be, and put it there. Every time."

They knew he was serious. Both had seen him shoot. On the target, he would wait until they shot, then hit the target - in
the eye. Because he knew he could.

The work and hunting continued through Friday. In the morning, once again they ventured at predator hunting. As
Jason set up on the northern edge of a sendero, looking downhill, Mitchell went on the other side of the sendero, facing a different direction. As the guide's predator yelp filled the air, each young man scanned the area. From near the fence, Mitchell caught movement. As he strained to see, heart pounding, it moved again. But as he kept watching he discovered it was a large pig - on the other side of the fence, in the neighbor's field. When the yelp came again, the pig moved closer. It stopped at the fence looked once more and then trotted away. 

"I thought it was a coyote," said Mitchell. "I was almost trembling, hoping it would come it."

With no opportunity to shoot, and time running out for the week, it was decided that breakfast was next. Steak and
eggs and the last Dr Pepper fit the brunch menu. Then it was time to clean up.

"I have mixed feelings," informed Jason. "I want to go home and see my Mom and Dad and Madison (sister), because I
miss them. But I also don't want to leave here. It's been fun!
"I don't want to go either," chimed in Mitchell. "But I know that the sooner I get-a-way, the sooner I'll be coming back!"
Both want another chance at those hogs -- and maybe even a deer!

Bob Torres
 
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Bob Torres
Bob Torres learned his trade in the Marine Corps. For 17 of his 20 years in the Corps, he served as a photojournalist, covering
events from Washington D.C., to Hawaii, to the Far East. 

He then worked in Sales for Guns & Ammo, Petersen's Hunting and Petersen's Bowhunting, before taking on the assignment as Editor for Bow & Arrow Hunting magazine. 

Bob is currently the Associate Editor for a weekly newspaper in Corpus Christi, Texas and is still spending time in the woods with his Mathews bow. 

He can be reached at RDTorres33@aol.com

To List Of Bob Torres Articles:

Bob Torres
Bob Torres worked in Sales for Petersen's Bowhunting,  Guns & Ammo, and Petersen's Hunting, before taking on the assignment as Editor for Bow & Arrow Hunting magazine. 

Bob is currently the Associate Editor for a weekly newspaper in Corpus Christi, Texas and is still spending time in the woods with his Mathews bow. 

He can be reached at RDTorres33@aol.com

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