Okay, I'll begin. I'm holding the baby who is supposed to be sleeping while his Mom and the other little one went to the grocery store to get me some freezer paper. So my typing is a little slow with one hand. Anyhow...
Let me start by saying that I hoped to shoot a doe last night, I didn't figure I'd see a buck, let alone kill one.
It was a beautiful fall day here in western Pennsylvania, nice high pressure day. I figured I'd go out and enjoy the leaves and maybe shoot a doe for some meat.
Well my first mistake was I overdressed. I wore my Berber fleece 'cause it's so comfy. Mistake number one: don't wear Berber fleece when it is 65 degrees out.
I headed up the hill on my in-laws farm with my cheap pop-up blind that is a piece of junk. I thought I'd set up in the small patch of hardwoods and maybe get a shot at a doe. Well, I soon realized that I need to invest in a Thermacell if I'm gonna hunt early season on the ground. The Boone and Crockett mosquitos nearly drained me of any blood.
So I'm sitting there in my blind thinking about how the deer are gonna see my blind, maybe I'd be better off just sitting back in the brush on my stool. Geez, I thought the skeeters were bad in the blind. They were horrible outside of it. By now I'm hot and bug-bitten so I say to myself, "No deer is worth this agony."
So I packed up and left, headed down the hill behind our old house that just burnt in June due to an idiotic bee-keeper, but that's another story.
It was now going on 5:30 p.m., the wind was wrong and I was pretty bummed. What the heck I thought, I'll head to my stand on the edge of the 5 acre hay field behind the house. So I stopped at my truck and sprayed down with Scent Killer. I'm gonna write them a letter, by the way. I'm not one for gadgets and such, but that stuff works!
So a few minutes later I'm sitting in my stand overlooking the edge of the field. I'm set up to shoot to the field edge; about a fifteen yard shot. Behind me is a beaver swamp and marsh grass. The my left is old pasture that is now a crabapple thicket. The wind is blowing right to the field, not good, and I've peeled off my jacket and I'm trying to cool down. So I'm settling in and the sun droppping in the sky. The air is cooling down and it's getting to be the "Witching Hour"...baby's crying. I'll finish later...
Topic: Possible P&Y ten point down! (Read 4430 times)
