Huntinlikeaveteran

Well saturday was the last day of the PA rifle season. I had already got my buck on the first day & was lookin for a doe for a friends freezer. We sat in our stands for maybe 4-5 hours. Then we drove around because it was COLD! We saw where drives were going on and who was where. Then we made a game plan. What a game plan it was.

I was gonna sit and watch a pipe line while my uncle pushed some pines. Well i hope in the woods to see the woods & the pipeline. I started coughing & didnt wanna waste my last Halls cough drop. But i did & stopped coughing. As soon as i did that a doe ran out into the pipeline coming from the opposite direction than the side my uncle was pushing. She stopped & let her babies run behind her. I picked up my .243 and let off a shot. MISSED! I was angry. ( I am not a good free hand shooter.) Another doe stood in the pipeline so her babies could run through and now the WHOLE pipeline is blocked by 2 nice sized does. I shot again! MISSED! They ran right at me. BOOM. MISSED! They ran in the woods & were GONE! I reloaded my 3 shots as i cursed myself for missing 3 shots. I looked up and before i could get all 3 shots reloaded and my bolt closed 2 more doe were in the pipe line running at me. I shot at one running towards me as she turned to run into the woods. I might have hit her in the leg as there was blood but no hair. I was angry but the other doe with her turned and ran up the pipeline. I got up. literally got up, and walked to a tree. The snow crunched with every step. She stopped & looked at me. I put my gun on the branch, put the crosshairs behind her shoulder and let off a shot. She WALKED into the woods. I was mad. I looked for the one that i hit in the leg....nothing. My uncle came and we looked where all the big ones were standing. And where i shot at the last doe. HAIR! ALL OVER!!! No blood but hair was all over. We looked and there she was!!! Sitting in the bottom of a creek bed. She walked into the woods and relized she was shot and then ran 3 hops. Then she fell and as she fell she slid down a hill into the creek. I filled both my buck and doe tag for the first time in 4 years! First buck, First doe both takin this year! Should have pics of my buck soon. Had to get film processed & have to get them scanned! What a weekend.


Tim

thelastboyscout

that's a good story HLaV!!

i didn't fill any of my tags for the first time in forever!! i went out the last day (i finally found where they were hiding for 2 weeks) and kicked up a small herd right off the bat when it was still dark. i sat down there for a while thinking they may try to scoot around me. after about an hour nothing was moving so i figured that there was nobody moving around to move the deer. i walked around all day, stopping about every 100 yards and set for about 5 minutes at a time. did this till about 3 pm. then i went back to where i kicked them up earlier and waited till dark hoping they would return to bed down. they never did. didn't see one deer since early in the morning. but my wife got one the first day. a 6 point with an 18 inch spread. her first deer ever!! we were sitting against a tree (in open woods) where we could see the stream, the edge of the thickets, and the edge of the pines. i figured it would be a transitional spot where they would move from the thickets to the pines and stop for breakfast. well about 8:30 a deer runs from on top of the mountain (we were in a valley) to the edge of the stream and stops. he smelled the air and crossed the stream heading right for us. he stopped and was looking right at us ears raised. i told my wife to slowly raise her gun. i asked her if she had a good shot and she said yes. i told her that when she's ready to take a deap breath then squeeze the trigger ( i always stress the SQUEEZE part), she let one fly and the deer fell face first. in my excitement i said " alright honey you got em!!"

HE GOT BACK UP!!!

i said shoot him!! she swung the lever down and went to bring it back up and the g** d*** gun jammed!! i handed her my .270 and said shoot him. by this time he trotted downstream out of sight. she got a good shot on him and there was blood everywhere where she had shot him. in the area that we hunt, we can't just shoot them and give them time to die or else somebody else is going to harvest that deer for sure. we followed the blood trail, about 150 yards away he jumped up again.....and she couldn't get a good shot off. we did this again and again. he kept jumping up and she couldn't get him in the scope, it was just too thick. finally we cornerd him in an area of the stream where the banks were just too steep for him to make it up. she pulled up the gun and shot that thing straight through the heart and he dropped and died. big deer. the problem was is that the deer ran in the complete opposite direction of the truck and we had one heck of a drag. up over the bank and probably atleast a mile drag up over the mountain. it really sucked!! but when she got her picture in the local paper, she was happier than a bear in a dumpster!!! by the way, that first shot (from the front) she bearily missed the heart, it hit the lung and went out the side of his ribcage.