Well, my internet finally seems to be back to normal so I figured I'd capitalize before it decided to be a bitch again.
Finished off deer season this weekend with nothing. Went out on a drive Friday evening with Brent, Tim, and one of his kids... Brent wound up popping 2 small does (fawns actually) with his 270. I hauled them in to tag them in the back of my Samurai. Then we skinned and cut them Saturday night after I had an unsuccessful day of hunting.
I blew my last chance on Sunday. I saw two early in the morning, but they were spooked and saw me and were on the run by the time I saw them. After a long sit I decided to walk the clearing, but I managed to fall and plug the barrel of my 30-30 with snow and dirt so I had to grab my 45, which didn't please me much at all... I was quite unhappy about it.
It figures that I would see a deer when I had my 45, which is not an accurate gun past about 30 yards. At the edge of the clearing I saw a nice doe and shot from about 60 yards, only to completely miss. Needless to say I was not pleased.
After that I met up with Brent and Tim, and we did one last drive. Brent wound up filling out my last tag with the biggest buck he's ever shot in his life. It was a very nice 7 pointer... about 150 field dressed, so that means 180-200 live. It was a tough sucker... took 2 shots to kill him, and he was no picnic to drag his heavy ass across a field either.
So hence was deer season... now I'm just trying to get all of my reading and assignments done so I don't have to worry about them over Thanksgiving break, which happens to be next week. So this week won't be much fun at all.
Cheerio for now... |
