I climbed into my stand for the evening deer hunt. Shortly after I got settled in my stand with the bow hanging and arrow knocked. I kept hearing this strange noise that I could not identify by it's sound. So finally I looked up into a tree that was next to the tree that I was in and saw this coon making his presence known. He did not like me being in that tree beside him. So I took out a blunt arrow and sent it right into the tree right beside him. When the arrow hit, he took off up the tree and, I thought he was gone. Later on I looked back toward the tree, and this ole coon had came down much closer to me with his hair standing up on his back and looking directly at me as if to issue a challenge. Well he should have left good enough alone, because he lost the challenge. Anyone for coon pot roast.
Topic: Lets see your varmint kills! (Read 1206 times)
