Were back.
The morining started out great. We all met and did a little bs'ing in the parking lot until about 7:30.
Then we moved to the parking lot and had one hell of a breakfast. I'm not sure what he put on those deer steaks, but that was the best tasting deer meat I've ever eaten.
We all finally decided it was time to get the ball rolling and headed for the gate.
A little over a hundred yards into the hunt, Tom stomped a rabbit out of a brush pile for me and I missed a forty yard running shot.
A little later, Mike Horton and I were standing in a hedge row talking and I had a rabbit attack me. He came up from behind me showed his fangs, and made a hasty exit. I missed him at about ten feet. The wind was blowing hard and caused me to shoot high. HEHE!
I think that was the only two rabbits I saw. There were several other sightings, but no shots. At least, none that anybody owned up to.
We hunted for several hours and made our way back to the truck. there, Mike Horton mentioned he knew where a rabbit haven was and that we all had to be blindfolded in order to go to this place. I don't know where we went, but I think Mike was taking us to a dud place so we wouldn't find his real honey hole.
I think the official head count was seventeen. I met a bunch of great guys and had a great time. I think I have the best hunting pals in the whole country. Tripper