| A little story about a man's best freindJanuary 13 2003 at 6:59 PM | Bambi (no login) | |
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I was hunting on my father-in-laws' property a couple of seasons ago. He would hardly ever let anyone hunt the land behind his house, so I figured it had to be stocked chock full of deer. Sure enough, when I was doing my preseason scouting, there were sign after sign. the deer probably though t they done found Heaven or something! I couldn't wait for the 1st day to get here. i done put my feeder out and got them coming to one area (an area that had excellent visibility for a bowhunter, that is), and just couldn't wait for that 1st day.
Well, anyways, 1st day got here, I got up @ 4:30am, took a shower w/pine scented soap, masking my scent, then took my equipment out of the bags that i had order neutralizer sprayed in, got me a gallon baggie & took along a little "tempting" corn, just to get the smell drifting their way, so they would come wandering mine.
So, I thought that completed everything & I was ready to go get a big'un. I thought i had thought of everything, so off top my new spot I went. I got settled in, spread the corn out, got sat down on one side of an ancient fallen tree, of which nothing remained but the stump,& waited. Well, about sun-up, just as it was breaking the darkness & everything is still grey, two of the most beautiful bucks came along sure enough. the were munching mast side by side. The big one was a 6 pointer, & probably 45-55 lbs heavier than the 4 pointer, & about 4-6" higher @ the shoulder.
Anyways, to cut the story a little bit, I couldn't draw on them, because they were so close to me, I came down with a bad case of buck fever. I was so nervous, every time I would draw, I would shake so violently, that I just knew they were going to see me, but, to my amazement, they never did! So I put my bow down,&tried to catch my breath & composure. While I'm waiting, the 4 pointer snorted, stomped his hoof, & poof, just like Japanese ninjas, they were gone in a flash. I stood there wondering what possibly could have gone wrong? How did they see me? Did I move, breathe, what happened/ Then the answer came to me clear as a bell! I forgot to pen my father-i-laws' dog up, & he tracked me out into the woods! The deer spotted him long before I did. And here I thought I had thought of everything. HA!
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| | Responses Again, nice writing, but I still don't quite get the significance. - Tom on Jan 14, 2003, 1:56 AM
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