Murphy started out working me over this past weekend. Sunday morning to be exact, nice but small 6 point pose’s for me 10 yards off the base of my ladder stand. Could not shoot him had I wanted, already punched that tag. My last buck tag is good for a 4 point on one side 1” or longer points. Shortly after his departure, another buck appears like out of no where. Roughfully 120 yards out in the field, he is a shooter. Has the point requirement and fair amount of mass. But he just won’t come play with me! He vacates the field of view, not to be seen again. :mad:
Sunday evening sitting in the same ladder stand, about 6:30 I hear people up at the house talking and banging things around. My stand is only about 150 yards behind my house. They are picking up a twin bed and crib we had and did not need. This is 30 minutes to having no light to shoot. Moments after the commotion up at the house. A doe and two fawns appear up row of pines I’m in. They act skittish, and take off in a hurry, HEADED MY WAY! And yup there he appears the bigger one I had seen in the morning. I can hear in the background the talking start back up at the house. I can hear the deer running my WAY. I can hear the buck grunting as he comes down off the ridge. I’m ready come on come on come on!! And they do, one of the fawns blast’s into the front of my stand. U turns right in front of the stand and stops looking back the way it had came.
Murphy shows his hand
10 Yards from being in front of my stand Mrs HOT DOE makes a hard left turn. Going through the pines and across the neighbors drive and onto his property. Taking Mr Rut Buck on her heels. And all I get is excited then disappointed!
Monday & Tuesday I do not hunt as we had very strong winds and rain. So I did house work that had been neglected for to long.
This morning brings a new cool day with a little snow falling this morning. The winds had subsided and where out of the west. Great morning to be in my river bottom stand a couple miles from the house. I arrive a little late its already somewhat daylight, no matter I’m committed and going. I climb up into the stand and get settled in. It is located in a group of 5 trees that share the same base. They are fairly large 12-16” accoss each but give great cover. I love trees like these that just happen to grow in the right spot in the woods. 25 minutes after climbing in and getting settled. A real nice 125” class 8 point appears on my right front at 17 yards and is coming in and looks like around my backside. Being left handed a real piece of cake. HAD I not been sitting and my bow hanging on a hook. On the side of the tree that had concealed his getting as close as he was. He is at a walk and hooks around and behind my tree stand. In this small amount of time, I have my bow in my hand and have stood in ultra slow motion. By this time he is behind me and the tree I’m in I’m sure has me concealed. So I swing around to my left to catch him coming out the other side. All is perfect cept cept one thing. Those three small saplings I had been going to cut down and did not. Totally stop me from having a quarter away 10 yard shot. And him not a clue in the world. Sure hope he returns for reruns in the morning. And my old buddy Murphy DON’T! Those three saplings have given there ultimate sacrifice, and are horizontal with the earth.
I know each and every one of us has the same type things happen every year. Murphy is everywhere!! Just needed to vent a little bout my buddy who I despise!
:D Ya gotta just keep on keeping on!
Brent
:D
Topic: Murphy, He who I despise (Read 430 times)
