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Ok, so he's not a hoss, but I'm tickled to death.
Haven't got to hunt but a couple times this year with everything going on. Heck, I've got chemo first thing in the morning...
Walked up on hill behind house...no intent to shoot that "big" buck, but have had several on camera besides him...I'm good with the little ones.
Daughter was already up there hunting. Hard to explain, but I stayed over the crest of the hill out of her view...was 450 yards from her.
Just as I got almost to my spot, I crested the hill. Doe in field, looking back into woods. I hunkered down. Within a few mins, this 4 pt came out of woods. Daughter wasn't directly down range, but I didn't want to risk it.
Doe bedded down in middle of field. I got low and crawled just below the crest till I got a better angle...and a small ridge between us(me and daughter ).The buck was 175 yards out... broadside. Got setup on my sticks and let one fly...he was hit. Ran towards woods but didn't make it...crashed right in view.
Daughter got pissed at me for killing one of her deer...
Walked home and got tractor. Picked up deer and took 700 yards from daughter to gut it...she was still hunting. As I was leaving...I seen her walking home... really pissed.
She beat me home. After hanging deer, I came inside...she was on couch fuming..
Had that pissy attitude....I was killing all her deer.
Then...the chit really hit the fan... Her camera started sending her pics of bucks in the field...right where she was watching...
The chit we have to put up with...
Oh well, this sick old man got meat for the freezer...and I'm tickled to death.
Oh, and I got blood on one of Brandon's knives... finally!!
Haven't got to hunt but a couple times this year with everything going on. Heck, I've got chemo first thing in the morning...
Walked up on hill behind house...no intent to shoot that "big" buck, but have had several on camera besides him...I'm good with the little ones.
Daughter was already up there hunting. Hard to explain, but I stayed over the crest of the hill out of her view...was 450 yards from her.
Just as I got almost to my spot, I crested the hill. Doe in field, looking back into woods. I hunkered down. Within a few mins, this 4 pt came out of woods. Daughter wasn't directly down range, but I didn't want to risk it.
Doe bedded down in middle of field. I got low and crawled just below the crest till I got a better angle...and a small ridge between us(me and daughter ).The buck was 175 yards out... broadside. Got setup on my sticks and let one fly...he was hit. Ran towards woods but didn't make it...crashed right in view.
Daughter got pissed at me for killing one of her deer...
Walked home and got tractor. Picked up deer and took 700 yards from daughter to gut it...she was still hunting. As I was leaving...I seen her walking home... really pissed.
She beat me home. After hanging deer, I came inside...she was on couch fuming..
Had that pissy attitude....I was killing all her deer.
Then...the chit really hit the fan...
Her camera started sending her pics of bucks in the field...right where she was watching... The chit we have to put up with...
Oh well, this sick old man got meat for the freezer...and I'm tickled to death.
Oh, and I got blood on one of Brandon's knives... finally!!
