Deer Day 14 - Thursday 20 NOV
I left work a little early today to go buy a new refrigerator, as ours seems to have stopped working. I made it home by 3:30 pm. RePhil had to watch the grandkids, Kathy had plans, Alex was on a business trip, and Nick was working. So, I called Pa Jerry and got him up from his afternoon napper. We headed for the golf course at 4:00 pm. It was 29F with 10 mph winds from the SW.
At the course, owner Ken and winter worker Dutch came out to chat. They asked about our success and told us a story about Sandy's 2nd cousin's once-removed husband (follow that) hitting an 11-pt buck on the road just S of the course. $2,800 in damage to his truck. Ouch. The corn was finally being picked to the W - finally, can you believe that? Corn is still standing on the 20th of November! We laughed and cut up for about ten minutes and then started walking to our locations.
I was in the grass, crunching snow and I heard leaves moving. I figured it was the wind blowing leaves, when BOOM - Dad's gun goes off. First off, this scared the crap out of me. Totally unexpected. My initial thought was that dad tripped and mis-fired. I turned to look and dad is standing on the cart path with his gun up. I hit the radio and dad said that a buck came running up the hill and he shot - so THAT'S the sound that I heard. Damn.
Owner Ken came out and asked what the H was going on - as there was No Way we jumped a deer 20 yards from the truck. Yep. We tracked, but never found blood - which actually made dad happy that he did not wound a deer. Said the buck was moving through the trees, he could not get his gloves off, and tried to thread a bullet through the brush to the deer. No dice.
I went and sat on the bottoms at #17. Dad circled #4 and #5 following deer trails and looking for blood. We never saw another thing, but it was a beautiful evening and dad got to shoot. Fun was had by all. In fact, today was really enjoyable - no stress, sitting in God's church, watching the sun go down. This was the definition of deer hunting for me.
At the course, owner Ken and winter worker Dutch came out to chat. They asked about our success and told us a story about Sandy's 2nd cousin's once-removed husband (follow that) hitting an 11-pt buck on the road just S of the course. $2,800 in damage to his truck. Ouch. The corn was finally being picked to the W - finally, can you believe that? Corn is still standing on the 20th of November! We laughed and cut up for about ten minutes and then started walking to our locations.
I was in the grass, crunching snow and I heard leaves moving. I figured it was the wind blowing leaves, when BOOM - Dad's gun goes off. First off, this scared the crap out of me. Totally unexpected. My initial thought was that dad tripped and mis-fired. I turned to look and dad is standing on the cart path with his gun up. I hit the radio and dad said that a buck came running up the hill and he shot - so THAT'S the sound that I heard. Damn.
Owner Ken came out and asked what the H was going on - as there was No Way we jumped a deer 20 yards from the truck. Yep. We tracked, but never found blood - which actually made dad happy that he did not wound a deer. Said the buck was moving through the trees, he could not get his gloves off, and tried to thread a bullet through the brush to the deer. No dice.
I went and sat on the bottoms at #17. Dad circled #4 and #5 following deer trails and looking for blood. We never saw another thing, but it was a beautiful evening and dad got to shoot. Fun was had by all. In fact, today was really enjoyable - no stress, sitting in God's church, watching the sun go down. This was the definition of deer hunting for me.
Sun setting on Hole #17 on Thursday 20 NOV 2014
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