The drive back to camp this evening gave me time to reflect on the days treasures. Id started the evening hunt with the little forkhorn.
He was followed later by several Does that eventually got spooked away my my untimely visitors from the south.
As I neared camp I couldn't think of the fact that I was alone tonight on a huge expanse of property and was unarmed. Would I enter camp to find visitors? Would I be awakened from a deep slumber to a pounding on the camp door or shuffling in my truck? The thought of the visitors that had scared the deer away earlier clung tightly to my every thought. Id never feared this country before and knew I was being silly to think such thoughts, but never the less they played like a broken record in my head.
I spent the rest of the short evening around camp, sharpening broadheads and preparing for morning. I was worn from working two jobs lately and the rest brought by a comfortable bed was almost a sinfull pleasure. Almost as soon as I'd drifted of to sleep, I find myself awakened by an unidentifyable noise. My adrenaline surges just as I realize, it's my alarm on the cell phone.... Wonderful little apparatus. Sometime I wonder of their value other than an alarm clock?
I pour a stiff cup of coffee and return to bed. I'll just lay here for a few minutes, then I stumble into a pair of camo and head out to slay the world. When I open my eyes again, there sits a cold cup of coffee and the Sun is blinding me from the window. Im late!
Ever notice how fast you move into hunt mode when you know prime time is passing you by? Like you cound change the hunt if you hurry???? LOL!
I decide before I rush off that I'd just relish in the feeling of a good nights rest and use the rest of the morning to scout and bust some bunnies. This morning I headed to the north east section of the ranch to scout a pond on the ranch map. I needed to find just the perfect spot for Marvin to hunt when he arrives later on. My method of Scouting an area consists of driving till I see a bunny, then I stop the truck, shoot "at" the bunny, then move on to the next shooting opportunity. Great technique, right? Well, I finally arrived at the pond two bunnies and an hour later.
The area was unbelieveable!!! The sand here was loose and powdery but it was still quite evident that many a critter had walked through here. The pond held the same evidence of being very frequently visited by the local game population. Looks like a likely spot to kill something. I'll head back to camp now and wait till Marvins arrival. Maybe I'll find another bunny or two along the way, or maybe a big snake?. CK
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Ret'd USMC '53-'72 Disbanded Hubert Archers (Treasurer) Traditional Bow Shooters of West Virginia (Official Dinosaur Wrangler, Supporter, and Member) TGMM Family of the Bow Posts: 18838 | From: S Coastal NC | Registered: Mar 2003
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