On Monday, at 42 years of age, I got my first buck. Of course, this was my first buck hunt.
And, no, I won't be putting on any clinics in hunting. Fourteen, yes that's 14 bullets later, I got my buck...
The two bucks I shot at, stood out in the field posing carelessly and were mocking me while I fired 7 shots at each. Neither seemed in a hurry to get going anywhere or had any other pressing engagements.
Or maybe they felt that if they had to have a hunter shooting at them, I was their man!
Well, maybe closing my eyes on the last shot was what did it (I'm kidding) as now I have tons on venison in the freezer!!!
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Glad the deer weren't shooting back at you, you might have been in trouble. If only you had your namesake plasma grenade, those deer would have not had a chance.
Wait until you see the video of this war zone I have. Hopefully Bluey will have a link on it. SHOOT HIM!! Classic.
Flave
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