imstihlaguy
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Im sitting down by a river ebb, first light, first day, of a 4 day hunting trip. It wasn't a great spot, but it was easily accessible and we weren't sitting long before we were gonna set up camp, so here I am, no hope of a buck, but maybe see a fawn or doe if im lucky. So I'm just on the ground, gun leaning in my lap like always, and I see a body thought the trees.
I think, oh buddy, thats not a fawn. Thats gotta be a big fat doe. ( this was my mind set bc I had initially told my self.there was no bucks here right now) and I'm all calm and cool, just watching "her" walk from tree clearing to tree clearing. All I see is body.
Then out of nowhere, this deer takes an unexpected turn, and walks right to where its gonna be in front of me. So I'm looking for chances to grab my gun. I didn't have it ready as initially it was a ways out and it was muzzleloader season.
Any way this deer trecks straight out in front of me, and within an instant was about 40 yards away, broadsideing me. And I get a look, and he's got 5 on each side, and the tallest rack id ever seen, in a nice reddish brown.
And I wasn't expecting him, and somehow my body panics and just grabs the gun. He saw all of it. All of it. He blows. And blows. Then runs 80 yards out and stares at me. I'm not moving. Just looking. Doing everything I can to look like a bright orange bush.
And just when it looks like he may come back and see what I am again , he kicks up his back legs, and runs down the whole river blowing and blowing and blowing.
And I sat and cried and cried and cried. Almost. Not quite.
Anyway. Lesson learned. Keep your stuff calm. Always. And anticipate the unanticipateable
I think, oh buddy, thats not a fawn. Thats gotta be a big fat doe. ( this was my mind set bc I had initially told my self.there was no bucks here right now) and I'm all calm and cool, just watching "her" walk from tree clearing to tree clearing. All I see is body.
Then out of nowhere, this deer takes an unexpected turn, and walks right to where its gonna be in front of me. So I'm looking for chances to grab my gun. I didn't have it ready as initially it was a ways out and it was muzzleloader season.
Any way this deer trecks straight out in front of me, and within an instant was about 40 yards away, broadsideing me. And I get a look, and he's got 5 on each side, and the tallest rack id ever seen, in a nice reddish brown.
And I wasn't expecting him, and somehow my body panics and just grabs the gun. He saw all of it. All of it. He blows. And blows. Then runs 80 yards out and stares at me. I'm not moving. Just looking. Doing everything I can to look like a bright orange bush.
And just when it looks like he may come back and see what I am again , he kicks up his back legs, and runs down the whole river blowing and blowing and blowing.
And I sat and cried and cried and cried. Almost. Not quite.
Anyway. Lesson learned. Keep your stuff calm. Always. And anticipate the unanticipateable