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pandasheart) wrote2005-11-07 04:31 pm
pandasheart) wrote2005-11-07 04:31 pm
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Tales of the first hunt of the season
Saturday was the first day of muzzleloader season here in VA & we had really nice weather. (According to Brian it was too hot, but I say it wonderful!) First notable thing was a noise we heard in the woods... I think it may have been a fawn calling. The spot that I set up in allowed me to hear the noise until sun up - at which point it stopped. Not sure if it was the sun coming up or the hawk screeches that quieted the noise.
Some where around 7:30 am a large doe came in behind me. She either saw or smelled me & took off across the gas line from where I was sitting. She had a funny sort of wet blow that was neither snort nor blow. I saw her bounce into the woods & stop. To my surprise she came out of the woods towards me. just out of the treeline, she stopped & began to stamp her feet at me. With our eyes locked, I inched the Knight up very slowly.
She turned just enough to allow me a chest shot.
I squeezed the trigger.
A HUGE cloud of smoke bellowed from the muzzle COMPLETELY obscuring my vision.
When the smoke finally cleared, there was no sign of the doe. I did hear some rustling in the woods & heard her odd blowing one more time. Despite wanting to go look for her, I knew better & stayed in my seat. About an hour or so later, another deer came up from behind me & I saw a flash of white as it bounded away. This deer stayed in the woods as it ran, affording me nothing.
Once Brian & his Uncle Jack came to my spot, we began searching for sign of the doe that I had taken a shot at. Nothing. Nada. No blood. No hair. No crash site. No nothing. It seems we had a case of a clear miss on our hands. We looked a second time... just to make sure, but after finding nothing to go on, we called it & headed back for the truck.
Some where around 7:30 am a large doe came in behind me. She either saw or smelled me & took off across the gas line from where I was sitting. She had a funny sort of wet blow that was neither snort nor blow. I saw her bounce into the woods & stop. To my surprise she came out of the woods towards me. just out of the treeline, she stopped & began to stamp her feet at me. With our eyes locked, I inched the Knight up very slowly.
She turned just enough to allow me a chest shot.
I squeezed the trigger.
A HUGE cloud of smoke bellowed from the muzzle COMPLETELY obscuring my vision.
When the smoke finally cleared, there was no sign of the doe. I did hear some rustling in the woods & heard her odd blowing one more time. Despite wanting to go look for her, I knew better & stayed in my seat. About an hour or so later, another deer came up from behind me & I saw a flash of white as it bounded away. This deer stayed in the woods as it ran, affording me nothing.
Once Brian & his Uncle Jack came to my spot, we began searching for sign of the doe that I had taken a shot at. Nothing. Nada. No blood. No hair. No crash site. No nothing. It seems we had a case of a clear miss on our hands. We looked a second time... just to make sure, but after finding nothing to go on, we called it & headed back for the truck.
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