Now back to the hunting stories. After a couple of more days of waiting on a bear,and the temperature rising as the week went on, I final got tired of feeding the mosquitos and looking at the same patch of ground.Speaking of mosquitos that is a problem we have never had up there.One more unappreciated perk of the 80 some degree weather.So, 5 more evenings of no bear sighted for me or Tracy we decide we had had enough bear hunting.We would now concentrate on deer.
Since Tracy was able to get her first recurve deer and I was not there to enjoy it with her, we decided we would set up a ground blind between two round bails in the alfalfa field she got her little deer in.She would hunt in the blind and I would video from the stand.AHHH wait I had better let her tell that story!
How about this one.On another deer hunt Tracy and I were hunting about 100 yards apart on an oak flat.An hour after good day light 2 big does came through the oaks about 40 yards from me.They seemed to have a destination in mind and were in no mood to pay attention to my pleading calls to come closer.The does wasted no time moving on.
Another hour and a half passed and no sign of movement except the ever present chickeries(?) and several squirrels.Just then a nice doe comes into sight.She was picking up acorns and eating green leaves.Once I got my camera on her and she fed into a broadside position,about 20 yards from me, I decided to take the shot.In less time than it takes for me to spell it the arrow went through both of her lungs.She was very determined to get away from what ever it was that had just stung her side and made it out of sight.I knew it was a good shot and she would not be able to go far.
Just then another even larger doe come into view.She was following the trail of the first doe, which took her strait to a blood soaked arrow with a bright shiny lumanock still on.You can imagine how she reacted to that.She was very alert and cought me moving the camera to get her framed up for a shot.After some head bobing and stomping she decided she had better leave.Just before her vitals got behind some brush I gave a soft bleat to stop her.That is when I relearned a lesson I have been tought several times.AIM LOW WHEN SHOOTING AT ALERT DEER!Since I did not aim low I was left with nothing except a broadhead that needed to be resharpened.That Minnesota ground is rocky.
I waited another hour and afther getting Tracy from her stand.We tracked the doe that I shot.She managed to make it a good 70 or 80 yards before collapsing.
Bill
Topic: A good week in MN..more pics.and stories added (Read 2765 times)
