Archive for January 5th, 2010

Successful Hunt

January 5, 2010

I am not an avid hunter, but I do like to hunt deer.  It is very exciting to see the deer in the woods when you hunt.  I am not that quiet in the woods, and my reflexes are not that quick, so I have resorted to hunting from tree stands.  I use a muzzle loader, not a bow, because I want to have greater range than a bow affords.  I hunt during the second season because I am on break from the college, and it lasts for three weeks, so I am more likely to be successful, because I will most likely have more opportunities to go out.

It is a common experience for me to go out, and see nothing.  I also, occasionally see deer, but do not have a shot.  (I don’t take shots that I don’t feel pretty good about making.)  There have been many seasons that I did not get a deer.

Not this season.

On my second outing of this year, I had an opportunity to hunt at a new location.  I was not able to go out to my usual spot, because of weather and time conditions, so I asked a friend from church about hunting at his place.  He was not planning on going out that night and agree to let me hunt from one of his stands. 

I arrived at about 2:00, got my gear together, and he led me on a five-minute or so hike through the woods, to a stand between a pond and a fence-line.  As he walked off, I settled in to wait.  I did not have to wait long.  within thirty minutes a doe appeared from my left, coming down the fence-line toward me.  There were two fawns following her.  I must admit that I did have a twinge of conscience over shooting Bambi’s mother, but it was quickly suppressed by the thought of venison steak.  As it turns out, while I was waiting for a good shot on the doe, a medium-sized buck came into view after the fawns.  I immediately focused entirely on him, waited for him to come into a good range, with a clear shot, and fired. 

He ran off down the trail, jumped the fence and died just a few feet off the trail that I had followed coming into the stand.  When I got to where he lay in the snow, I looked at my watch.  It was only 3:00. 

I wonder if I can hunt there again next year?

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