Angus Cattle Shower
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First real hunting trip. On the way there we saw 35 does and 3 bucks in legal shooting light, and I would have been able to shoot anyone of them, but I diddnt want to clean that nite unless it was a BIG buck. Got to Hudson Bay an slept.
Thurs AM. Woke up, ate an went out to stoney creek road. Saw a big buck there, but he ran faster than I could draw an load the rifle. Saw wolves, and got kicked off of land that wasnt even posted.Really ticked me off cause he was swearin an a cussin at us. PM. Saw wolves, 2 coyotes, and a bull moose, an walked more down stoney creek road and got picked up by the quad. The beavers dammed up the trail, so we kicked the ol' polaris into four-by an made it thru, an them bevers i suspect was ticked-lol. Got to the truck, an drove round the area. found a trail, and walked it. Saw nothing. Walked back to the truckan saw dad an the lil brother stationed by the lil slough. I snuck over there, an saw 4 does. Dad asked me If i wanted first shot, and i said yes, but i wanted to see if we could get closer, cause my rifle diddnt have a scope on it, cause of all of the forest. We was loosin light fast. Got twenty yards from the biggest doe. I told him which one i wanted and i let er loose. one shot from the .303 an she was don in her tracks. Dad couldn't shoot, cause he left his clip in the truck and so wehad only like 5 minutes of lite to clean her. Took an hour in only the starlight to skin and gut her. we were carrying the meat into the cooler at the motel, and these guys who just hung a moose says " nice bodied buck." an i says to him, " thats no buck its a doe. we weighed her, and she weighed 280 lbs. gotta love them grass fat deer. Still got my buck tag to fill tho.
Friday-all day. Today we pretty much drove around the country and walked. nice scenery there. we were walking round and saw a coyote in the brush. little brother howled, just for fun, and the coyote came within 15 feet of us. dad triewd to shoot, but only saw hair and snow thru the scope so i shot at him 3 times. the first one was a miss, second was in the vitals, and one was in the headjust to make shure. he was prolly 65 yards away when i got the first shot off, and the second was a running shot, and the third was when we were right over him.he was out cold, so just to make sure in case he came round again, and wouldnt suffer, i shot him in the head.
Today. got with in 300 yards of three 5 by 5's an a 4 by four with a bunch of does. i started prolly 900 yards away, and when i was bringing up the gun (dad's this time, cause he was on the phone an this wasnt going to be a short shot, and i wanted to be sure of a quick clean kill) looking thru the scope, and then this frikin group of hunters come over the hill in their fancy diesel, jacked up truck with the music cranked up and the windows don come over the hill and chase away my dream buck . they get out and ask me why i scared them away, an i called them a bunch of hopeless loosers, and walked away while they were hurling insults at me, which i learned to ignore, and i hopped in the truck with Dad and we told the land owners about them, and they said that they would call the game warden. I dont know what happened, cause we went away, and i was soo p***** at these punks it was soo frustrating.
if this crap keeps up, what is this world coming to? I dont want a blemish on the name of the white tailed deer hunter, or any kind of hunter in general, but its these idiots that ruin what our forev fathers got for us.
:? :evil: :x
In general, it was a very good hunt, with us filling 1/4 of our tags.
Good night, an god bless
Thurs AM. Woke up, ate an went out to stoney creek road. Saw a big buck there, but he ran faster than I could draw an load the rifle. Saw wolves, and got kicked off of land that wasnt even posted.Really ticked me off cause he was swearin an a cussin at us. PM. Saw wolves, 2 coyotes, and a bull moose, an walked more down stoney creek road and got picked up by the quad. The beavers dammed up the trail, so we kicked the ol' polaris into four-by an made it thru, an them bevers i suspect was ticked-lol. Got to the truck, an drove round the area. found a trail, and walked it. Saw nothing. Walked back to the truckan saw dad an the lil brother stationed by the lil slough. I snuck over there, an saw 4 does. Dad asked me If i wanted first shot, and i said yes, but i wanted to see if we could get closer, cause my rifle diddnt have a scope on it, cause of all of the forest. We was loosin light fast. Got twenty yards from the biggest doe. I told him which one i wanted and i let er loose. one shot from the .303 an she was don in her tracks. Dad couldn't shoot, cause he left his clip in the truck and so wehad only like 5 minutes of lite to clean her. Took an hour in only the starlight to skin and gut her. we were carrying the meat into the cooler at the motel, and these guys who just hung a moose says " nice bodied buck." an i says to him, " thats no buck its a doe. we weighed her, and she weighed 280 lbs. gotta love them grass fat deer. Still got my buck tag to fill tho.
Friday-all day. Today we pretty much drove around the country and walked. nice scenery there. we were walking round and saw a coyote in the brush. little brother howled, just for fun, and the coyote came within 15 feet of us. dad triewd to shoot, but only saw hair and snow thru the scope so i shot at him 3 times. the first one was a miss, second was in the vitals, and one was in the headjust to make shure. he was prolly 65 yards away when i got the first shot off, and the second was a running shot, and the third was when we were right over him.he was out cold, so just to make sure in case he came round again, and wouldnt suffer, i shot him in the head.
Today. got with in 300 yards of three 5 by 5's an a 4 by four with a bunch of does. i started prolly 900 yards away, and when i was bringing up the gun (dad's this time, cause he was on the phone an this wasnt going to be a short shot, and i wanted to be sure of a quick clean kill) looking thru the scope, and then this frikin group of hunters come over the hill in their fancy diesel, jacked up truck with the music cranked up and the windows don come over the hill and chase away my dream buck . they get out and ask me why i scared them away, an i called them a bunch of hopeless loosers, and walked away while they were hurling insults at me, which i learned to ignore, and i hopped in the truck with Dad and we told the land owners about them, and they said that they would call the game warden. I dont know what happened, cause we went away, and i was soo p***** at these punks it was soo frustrating.
if this crap keeps up, what is this world coming to? I dont want a blemish on the name of the white tailed deer hunter, or any kind of hunter in general, but its these idiots that ruin what our forev fathers got for us.
:? :evil: :x In general, it was a very good hunt, with us filling 1/4 of our tags.
Good night, an god bless
lol