The ghosts are the big bucks that we chance upon and never get a shot at or, we miss. They’re the ones that haunt our dreams. The big ones that got away. Those are the ghosts we chase, dream of, work for and fuel this addiction of bowhunting.
It’s not easy teaching our children how to shoot archery but it’s always fun and rewarding. If you are in a position to teach a child the sport you may want to follow this simple, step by step formula from Paul Murray. It’s certainly worked for him and his children.
The woods bring out a special kind of camaraderie and for Paul Murray this hunt had a special meaning of past hunts with a lost friend. Thanks Bill.
The hunting legacy must be passed down from one generation to the next if this heritage is to stay alive. For the Murray family this was never a question. For Paul and his brother his father passed it on just as they will pass it on.
Written Sept 15, 2001, a few days after our nation was attacked by hate filled Islamic terrorist. While we were wounded to our very souls millions of us find peace in the outdoors.
When the author started hunting, camo and hunting gear was washed once a year at the conclusion of the season in regular clothing detergent then stored in the basement in a garbage bag.
For every son who ever ‘misplaced’ an arrow and for every father who passed on his love for archery and for all sons and fathers who share this love.
I was trying to get a bow hook into the tree when suddenly the limb broke throwing me into the broken branch and off the treestand.
We are proud to introduce our newest writer Paul Murray to the BHN Writing Staff. What do you do after the shot, in your stand when you know your trophy is down?