What a day.
My son bagged his first deer with my .308 (his .30.30 is on blocks right now).
An anterless mule he took and it turned out to be a little button so he was tickled pink. (I'll post pics when I get a chance).
Now, over to Capatin Deadly. A young buck was coming my way so I waited until he was broad side and shot. I hit him he went down and my son and I were high fiving ini the canola.
Now the buck gets up and takes off witha bit of a limp. When I went back and looked at the shot, I realized I shot through a thin stand of standing Canola and got a richochet.
My son and I tracked that deer for about two miles in standing Canola until the blood trail dried up.
What a ####ty feeling. Practise all spring and summer, read, watch, teach my son amd on and on and this happens.....................
One good thing did come out of it I guess. Just before we started tracking, a great big buck was looking at me from about 60 yds. A definite shooter and one that gets your heart beating. All my boys were yelling "shoot dad, shoot dad!" but I stopped the truck and we had a talk that lasted a couple of minutes about why I couldn't shoot that buck and why we have to go look for the one I injured. They didn't like it but understood.
I told the land owner what had happened and he was ok with it because of the effort I put iinto looking for it.
I'd go back today and keep looking if the field wasn't two hours away..........................
Lesson hard learned.
Mumps
My son bagged his first deer with my .308 (his .30.30 is on blocks right now).
An anterless mule he took and it turned out to be a little button so he was tickled pink. (I'll post pics when I get a chance).
Now, over to Capatin Deadly. A young buck was coming my way so I waited until he was broad side and shot. I hit him he went down and my son and I were high fiving ini the canola.
Now the buck gets up and takes off witha bit of a limp. When I went back and looked at the shot, I realized I shot through a thin stand of standing Canola and got a richochet.
My son and I tracked that deer for about two miles in standing Canola until the blood trail dried up.
What a ####ty feeling. Practise all spring and summer, read, watch, teach my son amd on and on and this happens.....................
One good thing did come out of it I guess. Just before we started tracking, a great big buck was looking at me from about 60 yds. A definite shooter and one that gets your heart beating. All my boys were yelling "shoot dad, shoot dad!" but I stopped the truck and we had a talk that lasted a couple of minutes about why I couldn't shoot that buck and why we have to go look for the one I injured. They didn't like it but understood.
I told the land owner what had happened and he was ok with it because of the effort I put iinto looking for it.
I'd go back today and keep looking if the field wasn't two hours away..........................
Lesson hard learned.
Mumps




















































