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manny15
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But I can't shoot worth chit!
Yesterday I glassed up a buck looked to be a 150" blacktail, I've seen this buck off and on since season started, heavy, dark and abnormally tall, but he would never come out of the oaks.
So finally I see this guy before he sees mwa, I was gonna try and get closer for a shot but he had somewhere on his mind and was heading straight up for the top of the Mt. fast, you could tell he didn't like being in the open at all.
He was probably 800 yards from me going away, so I decided to just wait and see where he was going, finally after almost a mile he goes into a clump of oaks bout an acre in size, its now 10am.
So, I get my gear on and start the accent, 1 1/2 hours later I'm bout 400 yards from the oaks, can't see anything, so I decide to camp out for the day and wait him out, thinking he'll come out and feed later in the day.
3pm comes and I see some doe's start feeding, 4:30 comes, no buck, 5:00, and I decide to go into them oaks, I creep into the oaks I see tracks leading out the back, I'm still creeping and then I see a big body?s forkie, I raise my gun, the Fork sees me move, another fork steps into view, waiting for big dude to show, nothing, 10 minutes goes by I'm fighting not to move but lower my gun, that's it, forkie slowly turns, I raise my gun again, boom big dude jumps out and give me an ass shot at 60yrds. I gonna take it anyways, I'm following dude in the cross hairs, on him like you would duck hunting and when I pulled the trigger a rock falls into the cross hairs, rocks and dust go flying in the air as big dude wave's "see Yah" with his tail, heading straight into a hillside mangled with bitter brush.
Now I'm frustrated, and I start back tracking, I say a short prayer " Lord it be kool if I saw him again one more time, I stop and look up, there they are, they caught me right in the open, in no hurry they slowly start walking away, I range 'em bout 350yrds looking for a rest, none! So its my knee's, bam, nothing, bam nothing again, I give up and they walk over the top.
To gun range I go today...
I waited four years to see a buck, within range, worth putting my tag on, I guess those years I should have been target practicing, never though I would loose an ability I once had, I was a good shot, once upon a time, 300 to 500 yards shots were common, were!
Thanks for letting me vent...
Yesterday I glassed up a buck looked to be a 150" blacktail, I've seen this buck off and on since season started, heavy, dark and abnormally tall, but he would never come out of the oaks.
So finally I see this guy before he sees mwa, I was gonna try and get closer for a shot but he had somewhere on his mind and was heading straight up for the top of the Mt. fast, you could tell he didn't like being in the open at all.
He was probably 800 yards from me going away, so I decided to just wait and see where he was going, finally after almost a mile he goes into a clump of oaks bout an acre in size, its now 10am.
So, I get my gear on and start the accent, 1 1/2 hours later I'm bout 400 yards from the oaks, can't see anything, so I decide to camp out for the day and wait him out, thinking he'll come out and feed later in the day.
3pm comes and I see some doe's start feeding, 4:30 comes, no buck, 5:00, and I decide to go into them oaks, I creep into the oaks I see tracks leading out the back, I'm still creeping and then I see a big body?s forkie, I raise my gun, the Fork sees me move, another fork steps into view, waiting for big dude to show, nothing, 10 minutes goes by I'm fighting not to move but lower my gun, that's it, forkie slowly turns, I raise my gun again, boom big dude jumps out and give me an ass shot at 60yrds. I gonna take it anyways, I'm following dude in the cross hairs, on him like you would duck hunting and when I pulled the trigger a rock falls into the cross hairs, rocks and dust go flying in the air as big dude wave's "see Yah" with his tail, heading straight into a hillside mangled with bitter brush.
Now I'm frustrated, and I start back tracking, I say a short prayer " Lord it be kool if I saw him again one more time, I stop and look up, there they are, they caught me right in the open, in no hurry they slowly start walking away, I range 'em bout 350yrds looking for a rest, none! So its my knee's, bam, nothing, bam nothing again, I give up and they walk over the top.
To gun range I go today...
I waited four years to see a buck, within range, worth putting my tag on, I guess those years I should have been target practicing, never though I would loose an ability I once had, I was a good shot, once upon a time, 300 to 500 yards shots were common, were!
Thanks for letting me vent...
just kidding
