I went out hunting yesterday morning like i do most mornings in archery season. It's early in the season so i decided to try some different areas and set up some new stand locations. I use logger style spurs and harnesses so i can throw up a lock on tree stand in about 5 minutes. Anyway, by 6:30am I had my 3rd stand up and decided to hunt from it, so I got my gear from the truck and set up in the stand.
There were a lot of deer moving through but nothing close, then about 8am i saw a decent 9pt coming towards me. It stopped at 20yds giving me a shot so I started to draw my bow. That's when the day went to hell. I got about 3/4 of the way to full draw and my release broke. The end came back and hit me on the cheek shattering 1 of my top right molars and snapping my head back into the tree. Some how I got knocked out and fell out of the stand, I woke up hanging facedown in my saftey harness 30' off the ground with my bow hanging on my wrist. I puckered up real tight. It's a scarey feeling when you open your eyes and you see the ground that far below you and your just swingi9ng in the breeze.
I hung there for a while spitting blood, there was a big puddle of blood on the ground, and tring to get my eyes to focus and trying to get my brain and body to function. It was a good hour to hour and fifteen minutes from the time my release broke until i got my senses back. Finally I got moving so i could get my rope from my leg pocket and lower my bow to the ground. Don't ask me why the hell I was worried about ruining my bow when my ass is hanging from a tree, the brain works in weird ways sometime. So I got the bow down and spun around and pulled myself up the tree so i had enough slack in the harness so put my feet on the tree and dig my spurs in.
It took a while but I finally got down, got back to my truck and drove to the Dr office around 11. The receptionist about had a heartattack when I walked in, camo haed to toe and face and head covered in blood. I lost a lot of blood, They hadda pull what was left of my tooth and actually pull shattered pieces of it out of my opposite side cheek and the roof of my mouth, it litterally exploded. I got 10 stitches on my forhead, i don't know where that cut came from, a lump on the side of my head and the back of my head feels like some1 peeled the skin off, got a pretty concussion, and big bruises from the starps on my harness stopping my fall. It was almost 4 when i finally left the DR's.
Talk about ruining a nice morning in the woods.
There were a lot of deer moving through but nothing close, then about 8am i saw a decent 9pt coming towards me. It stopped at 20yds giving me a shot so I started to draw my bow. That's when the day went to hell. I got about 3/4 of the way to full draw and my release broke. The end came back and hit me on the cheek shattering 1 of my top right molars and snapping my head back into the tree. Some how I got knocked out and fell out of the stand, I woke up hanging facedown in my saftey harness 30' off the ground with my bow hanging on my wrist. I puckered up real tight. It's a scarey feeling when you open your eyes and you see the ground that far below you and your just swingi9ng in the breeze.
I hung there for a while spitting blood, there was a big puddle of blood on the ground, and tring to get my eyes to focus and trying to get my brain and body to function. It was a good hour to hour and fifteen minutes from the time my release broke until i got my senses back. Finally I got moving so i could get my rope from my leg pocket and lower my bow to the ground. Don't ask me why the hell I was worried about ruining my bow when my ass is hanging from a tree, the brain works in weird ways sometime. So I got the bow down and spun around and pulled myself up the tree so i had enough slack in the harness so put my feet on the tree and dig my spurs in.
It took a while but I finally got down, got back to my truck and drove to the Dr office around 11. The receptionist about had a heartattack when I walked in, camo haed to toe and face and head covered in blood. I lost a lot of blood, They hadda pull what was left of my tooth and actually pull shattered pieces of it out of my opposite side cheek and the roof of my mouth, it litterally exploded. I got 10 stitches on my forhead, i don't know where that cut came from, a lump on the side of my head and the back of my head feels like some1 peeled the skin off, got a pretty concussion, and big bruises from the starps on my harness stopping my fall. It was almost 4 when i finally left the DR's.
Talk about ruining a nice morning in the woods.
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