Hunt Day 8 - Sunday, 15 NOV - Success!
Alex had church and Nick was ill, so Dad and I went out to the golf course. It was a much nicer day today, with the temp at 44 F and the wind only slight.
Dad sat in a chair at #17 senior tees watching N, W, and E. I went back to #4. And we saw nothing. Dad suggested we walk our own up. So I headed to 15 then down 14 back to Dad. Nada. We called it at 9:30 and took yesterday's deer up to Simpson.
Dad sat in a chair at #17 senior tees watching N, W, and E. I went back to #4. And we saw nothing. Dad suggested we walk our own up. So I headed to 15 then down 14 back to Dad. Nada. We called it at 9:30 and took yesterday's deer up to Simpson.
This is looking back NW. I sat in that woods across the bridge yesterday morning.
As you can tell, once the sun comes up, it's difficult to see back in this direction.
This morning I sat where that deer crossed yesterday.
Hole #4. Sunday 15 NOV 7:30 am.
I went back out at 4:15 pm. Drove out to Marshall's since I saw Harold picking corn earlier today. He was done when I arrived. It's 55 degrees. I have dressed very light.
I sat in Davey's old stand in the Killing Finger for about an hour. It was creaky and the animals had chewed up all the padding. I got down and walked E around the point to the still standing corn. I had the sun at my back, just like the Outlaw Jose Wales.
I jumped 3 doe immediately around the corner and they walked E. No shots. However, 3 more joined them from the S - watching the 3 I kicked. The older one saw me and bobbed her head trying to figure out what I was. I did not move. She convinced herself I was harmless and turned N or broadside to me. I let a .458 SOCOM round fly. Caught her in the front shoulder, through both lungs, 1/2 the heart and out the other side. She didn't go 40 yards. Meat in the freezer!
Geordie Hester - if you're reading this, I cheated on the location to hunt tonight.
The .458 SOCOM means business!
I text mama (and by mama I mean the boss, the wife, she who must be obeyed) that I need to run this deer up to Simpson due to it being so hot (I didn't want it to spoil). She already had dinner on. I suggested we save it for tomorrow and we eat dinner at Treece's. Good plan, and as all of this is being texted back and forth, I am trying to take a photo of the sunset. I get a few good ones and then DROP my PHONE. The phone that I had previously taken the case off of due to its bulk. Damn. Doesn't look too bad. Screen still intact. Until I try to take another picture. I have broken off the camera cover. See results below.
Sunset Sunday, Nov 15 - before phone hits asphalt
Sunset Sunday, Nov 15 - after phone drops on road and cracks cover
Guess I'll head for AT&T tomorrow and get a new phone. Not to worry, tribe is going to eat.
Turned her into loins and salami for Dad, DC, and Shane. Dad says "Woo hoo, I don't have to hunt!"
Looking back through the blog, the last deer I actually shot was Wednesday, 27 NOV 2013. That's almost 2 full years ago. It's been a long time coming. I was due. Monkey off my back for now.
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