Post by Kevin B. on Nov 28, 2007 13:06:18 GMT -5
At 7:15 am this morn, with a heavy, and quite beautiful frost on the ground, I was slipping towards the tree where my climber was awaiting. I was 30 yards from it when the sun glinted off a shiny object and drew my attention to a doe, and a buck behind her. My brain said: antlers! push off safety, aim, shoot! I followed its lead. Deer ran 20 yards or so, and piled up. I didn't need to wait the obligatory 30 minutes, as it appeared to be a heart shot (offhand at a stepped off 70 yards 
). As I looked down to admire my "trophy" I heard a deep snort, not like a shrill doe snort, but more like air brakes releasing pent up pressure. I look up to see OL MOE turning and leaping off. My jaw dropped and hit the top of my boot. I had many conflicting emotions going on inside. I was satisfied with my harvest, but kick my own behind for not exercising self discipline, and not shooting the first buck to come through. But, I still have one more tag. So I put the conflict behind me and decided to ENJOY the satisfaction of success. Here he is:
). As I looked down to admire my "trophy" I heard a deep snort, not like a shrill doe snort, but more like air brakes releasing pent up pressure. I look up to see OL MOE turning and leaping off. My jaw dropped and hit the top of my boot. I had many conflicting emotions going on inside. I was satisfied with my harvest, but kick my own behind for not exercising self discipline, and not shooting the first buck to come through. But, I still have one more tag. So I put the conflict behind me and decided to ENJOY the satisfaction of success. Here he is:
