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burnt

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Opening day for whitetail here and saw the back end of a nice buck and a small doe in our hardwoods this morning. No chance to get either of them in the crosshairs.

So I headed back to my blind again late afternoon thinking that the buck might be enticed by the right language. Set up a handy dandy gun rest made out of light metal rods suspended on step-in electric fence stakes in a 180 around my seat, threw the camo burlap over it and settled in behind it with my back to the big hardwoods.

I was covering the small hay field bordering the smaller hardwoods that the deer usually come out of in the evening. Called with my real-as-life "Extinguisher" doe bleat about every 20 minutes, changing the pitch just a bit every now and then. Ran out of sunflower seeds to crack and spit.

Lots of shooting in the distance, so it was pretty clear that the deer were on the move. But the question was - were the deer in my block gonna sit tight or travel in the receding evening light? Rummaged in the bottom of my shirt pocket - nope, no more sunflower seeds...

Getting into deep dusk now and sitting there pretty well motionless and dangerously mesmerized by the deepening shadows. Waiting...waiting...waiting...yawn...

Turned my head just a bit to the right when BOOM! it sounded like a tree limb landed on the ground right behind me. That old rascal buck musta snuck right up behind me to check out the source of the doe bleat when I turned my head and SURPRISE! He pounded the ground so hard it sounded like a heavy post pounder thumping a cedar post!

Not too sure who got the biggest scare - me or the buck - but I know that it made the hair on the back of my neck stand straight up! :shock: Went from chilly to sweating in .05 seconds!

I can at least claim that he ran and I didn't.

I hate it when the hunter becomes the hunted. That's not how buck fever is supposed to work . . . :oops:

Well at least I can call in a deer!

:lol: :lol:

Watch out big buck - I'm waiting . . .
 
quite an experience Burnt, one you will never forget for sure. had a very similar experience a couple years back only i was calling coyotes,sucker came right up behind the tree i was leaned up against. seen each other about five feet apart, neither one of us knew whether to $hit or go blind. he ended up being a safe coyote that morning,probably educated as well :wink: :wink:
 
hayguy said:
quite an experience Burnt, one you will never forget for sure. had a very similar experience a couple years back only i was calling coyotes,sucker came right up behind the tree i was leaned up against. seen each other about five feet apart, neither one of us knew whether to $hit or go blind. he ended up being a safe coyote that morning,probably educated as well :wink: :wink:
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Had a similar experience turkey hunting. I was at the base of a cutout cedar tree over looking a opening in some thick scrub brush using a hen call. Heard something to the right of me, so I eased my gun up to be ready. Dang coyote saw movement in the tree and rushed the opening of the tree. I shot him less than 12 inches from my barrel. When he saw me, he was putting the breaks on but it was too late, he was already inside the perimeter of the tree and sliding forward. I had no where to go sitting against the trunk, but it wasn't for a lack of trying. I know he was as startled of me as I was of him, but I'm not sure what would have happened if I hadn't got him shut down and he ended up in my lap. 4 oz will do a number at 12 inches and I was very appreciative of that. It was an adrenaline moment for sure.
 

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