Knife River, yes it is mate. I took me forever to locate this place and I'm kinda the only one that's allowed to hunt here. But that does not stop the darn fence jumpers... :mad:
Ben, I've never hunted Samber. But one day....
Now where was I, ahh yes the last morning.
This pic was taken just 5 mins after the last one and as you can see the early morning mist is seeping through.
I had left my sleeping quaters early to get a jump on a nice stag or Doe when I heard the early morning roar of a Rutting Chital stag. I made my way down through the small spring usen all the cover I could when I spot him trying to distroy a small overhanging branch.
He was quartering away from me as I sliped into about 17 yards and I readied myself for the shot. I drew, anchored and dumped the string only to have him turn 180 and jump the string! For a split second i thought i'd busted him through the sholders but by the time my arrow had traveled that short distance he was facen the other way and droping into an angle to start off his run.
My arrow slaped him accross the back and bounced off up into the air at a 30 degree angle and sailed off into the woods.
He stoped at about 50 odd yards and faced me and barked to tell me he'd won again. I'd found my arrow further on and as you can see it sure killed the devil out of this young oak!
Thinking about the shot here in this pic. The way I figure it, I have to be lucky only once. The Deer on the other hand have to be lucky every time!