Getting Soft In My Old Age
Posted: Sun Nov 17, 2013 1:26 am
Well over here in Michigan firearms deer hunting season is in full swing, the season opened yesterday the 15th. Now then it doesn't help the hunting any when my wife declares I'm not allowed to shoot any of the does with names. wtfwtf! Apparently she's got names for half of the deer around here and she knows them all by sight and where she usually sees them feeding. I guess I should have paid her more attention because folks when I look at deer, well the are nice to look at but I still see meat on the table and what with the price of meat these days any fish and game is money in the bank.
Yesterday morning which was opening day saw the twins and their fawns come into the kill zone, now I know all these four are out of bounds because the twins were just fawns the year we moved here. Later that afternoon around 5pm I had an eight point buck just outside the zone, he is still in the rut, he was grunting away and stomping his hoof on the ground. He was only about 50 yards away but there was just too much in the way, we had high winds a couple of days ago and it's brought down a couple of dead trees here and there and the buck was stood behind a dead tree. There were too many branches in the way for a shot so now I'm hoping there's another buck in the locality and our boy is calling him out, alas nothing showed and the buck never did move except to amble away in the other direction.
Didn't see anything this morning and it being a Saturday everyone was out hunting and it got rather noisy at times. This evening though was rather different and somewhat entertaining, I had a large doe come into the zone and she was less than twenty feet from me. Now I'm sat in the blind and the doe is giving the blind a good look at but she couldn't see me and I've got the rifle up slowly when she looks away for a second or so. Well she figured the blind was cool because she relaxed some and started to wander and feed and I was about to fire when she turned abruptly and started heading towards the blind head down and glancing up and around occasionally.
I $h!t you not, the damn thing was about ten feet from the blind head down feeding, I could have shot it through the top of it's head and it wouldn't have known what hit it. I didn't shoot it
Hey call me whatever but it didn't feel right shooting it that close up, instead I relaxed and sat and watched her while she fed then had a sniff around and wandered off. Next time though, she's table meat tongueout Saw lots of other wild life as well, it's never boring with all the critters around.
Blu
Yesterday morning which was opening day saw the twins and their fawns come into the kill zone, now I know all these four are out of bounds because the twins were just fawns the year we moved here. Later that afternoon around 5pm I had an eight point buck just outside the zone, he is still in the rut, he was grunting away and stomping his hoof on the ground. He was only about 50 yards away but there was just too much in the way, we had high winds a couple of days ago and it's brought down a couple of dead trees here and there and the buck was stood behind a dead tree. There were too many branches in the way for a shot so now I'm hoping there's another buck in the locality and our boy is calling him out, alas nothing showed and the buck never did move except to amble away in the other direction.
Didn't see anything this morning and it being a Saturday everyone was out hunting and it got rather noisy at times. This evening though was rather different and somewhat entertaining, I had a large doe come into the zone and she was less than twenty feet from me. Now I'm sat in the blind and the doe is giving the blind a good look at but she couldn't see me and I've got the rifle up slowly when she looks away for a second or so. Well she figured the blind was cool because she relaxed some and started to wander and feed and I was about to fire when she turned abruptly and started heading towards the blind head down and glancing up and around occasionally.
I $h!t you not, the damn thing was about ten feet from the blind head down feeding, I could have shot it through the top of it's head and it wouldn't have known what hit it. I didn't shoot it

Blu
