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The Hunt ...
Rifle season (deer) began Monday morning here in WV. Up at 5:00, and in the woods about a half hour before first light. Single digit temperatures suck - except (for some reason) when I'm on a mountain with my rifle. I saw ten of 'em that day and had quality, broadside shots on four of them from between 30-75 yards.
But, since I had my hopes up for a buck first (all 10 were does) ... I fired no shots.
Back to camp to throw back a few cold ones with the boys.
Down came the snow. Pretty scenery ...
On day two 'ol Bump is faaaaaar less picky about deer gender. Luckily for the deer, none of them crossed my path. 0 for 2
Still having a great time. Back to camp - got crushed drunk Tuesday night.
My buddy got a doe late with only about 10 minutes of shooting light remaining. *** WARNING - If the sight of a dead, gutted deer hanging from a tree outside of camp offends your tender sensibilities DO NOT CLICK ON "SPOILER"!!! ***
Ugh! ****ing alarm clock ... Ok, ok - I'm up already!!!
Lots of evening rain followed by overnight snow made for some interesting footing. Somehow, my wobbly ass managed to stay upright, but by the time I got back to camp everybody else was muddy as ****.
Saw no deer again. 0 for 3
Note to self: Quit being so ****ing picky. When the hunting gods present you with a bounty of choice shots, take one DAMMIT!!! You might not get another.
Home for turkey day with the family.
I may head back down tomorrow morning for a couple more days ...
1) Win the next game.
2) See goal #1
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