title says it all.
pretty much remembered and started thinking about deer season a bit before turkey season and thought im doomed, better forget about deer for a while. replaced one addiction for another and went full bore for turkey season and scored a gobbler with a four inch thick head on the last weekend.
went for a mushroom walk in this absolutley killer spot i found and was showing someone the area so they know how to hunt it before the season starts. theres abotu a dozen and a half abandoned farm fields back here, some fields actually have sparse corn growing wild througout it. we get to one and are walking down the old road with the woods ont he left and the field on the right. like 30 feet down this road the grass starts shaking and rumbling and i say ohh sweet we are gonna see a pheasant flush. and out pops a 5-7 point big bodied deer, nice basket rack. look at ym friend and say hey good spot huh and he goes is that another deer or a tree branch? where? in the grass!! in the grass!!
i look to where the first buck appeared and ten feet furthur in all i can see is about the top two inches of about 10-14 tines. then the thing follows the other deer and feveals itself having another 4-6 tines not tall enough to be seen above the grass, along with another 6-8 drop tines/nontypical tines. its rack was spread like a moose, straight out to the sides with a slight curve inward at the end, about 14-18 typical pointed racked deer along with another roughly 6-8 non typical points, on a typical rack, probably the biggest rack ive seen with my own two eyes in the wild. did i mention it was still in velvet(obviously). did i also mention archery season starst sept 15, and i have no archery equipment, except the seat part of a ladder stand. wish me luck
-------------------- its that bitter-sweet-sour, electric-smooth-twang. everything you ever have, are. or will feel along with every emotion, joy, hate, love, fear or aspiration burning down your nerves and into the fabric of your place in this existence at ten thousand degrees above and below zero will you find yourself wondering if you've been dead or alive this whole time. being born over and over only to die over and over hoping the wheel stops in the same place it started when you spun it, and when it finally does and you can step back and take a nice deep breath you realize how beautiful life is, remember, wake up to the most beautiful day of your life every single day, its just the way.
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Pulled some ab muscles the other day with the climber. Haven't done it in a while.
-------------------- its that bitter-sweet-sour, electric-smooth-twang. everything you ever have, are. or will feel along with every emotion, joy, hate, love, fear or aspiration burning down your nerves and into the fabric of your place in this existence at ten thousand degrees above and below zero will you find yourself wondering if you've been dead or alive this whole time. being born over and over only to die over and over hoping the wheel stops in the same place it started when you spun it, and when it finally does and you can step back and take a nice deep breath you realize how beautiful life is, remember, wake up to the most beautiful day of your life every single day, its just the way.
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