August 2020—we had captured him on game cameras for the last three years. He had added a few inches of length and mass since last year; but most importantly, he was still there! Of course, there was no question on who was going to hunt him; it would be Brenda. She had pursued him steadily during last year’s archery, rifle and black powder seasons—but never saw him. She called him simply “Mr. Big.” Here we were, in a
brand-new season—and he was still there!
Brenda’s Double Bull® blind was at the north edge of a food plot we call Orion. As you walk in, early on a fall morning, the constellation Orion is framed by the trees on either side of the road and is hanging low in the western sky—thus the name Orion. Brenda walked in about 3:00 that afternoon and eased into her south-facing blind; everything was routine. Anything walking into the food plot, from
the south, would be within range.
It was a clear, calm afternoon, with temperature in the low 60’s. The season had been open for nearly three weeks, but she hadn’t been out much and was just back from a successful elk hunt with son Russell and grandson Benjamin, in New Mexico.
Her first sighting was just the top 10” of his rack, in the brush at the opposite edge of the field—at 6:45. He was in sight for only a
moment, after which a smaller buck stepped into the food plot, from the same direction. A couple minutes later, Mr. Big stepped out. Brenda quickly ranged him at 57 yards, and using her Primos Trigger Stick® for support, squeezed the trigger.
But, the crossbow wasn’t actually cocked, needing a slight additional turn of the handle. Brenda had experienced this once before, while sighting in. She removed the bolt, completed the cocking and snapped the bolt back into position. All
that took only 60 seconds or so, while Mr. Big fed innocently in the food plot. He had moved a bit to the left, so the shot was now out the side window. The “Stick” was inconveniently off to the right, so Brenda simply steadied her left elbow on her knee for support and touched off. The shot was a little high and back, but clipped the bottom of the backbone, and Mr. Big was down.