the year I broke my ankle while on a hunt (didn't know it was broken yet):
I was limping down the trail back to camp, gun slung on my back. Came around a corner and a buck about 25 yards away raised his head to check me out.
I made a move for the gun and the deer took two jumps and was gone.
I realize now, it was the guns fault, a 270 win. tikka t3.
Too funny!!!




















































