Here's mine:
November 19th 2007. My buddy's farm. 8:03am, 23 minutes into the season & about 2 minutes after I get out of the truck to walk out of the pasture and into the "back 40". There's a snowstorm on and the wind's gusting 40 to 70Km/h, windchill's hovering about -33 or so - I'm thinking: "it's gonna be a long day today".
I'm just inside the fence next to a post and see a nice buck looking at me as I look at him. He's standing just outside the fence at the bushline about 75 meters away, broadside with his head turned toward me. I'm thinking: "perfect, easy shot, right out of the textbook".
I gently set my rifle on the fencepost, knowing he's gonna take off running right away, but that's OK, as I'm holding the crosshairs at ground level just ahead of him, ready to pick him up in the sights. He takes off as expected, no problem. At this point, I'm thinking of all the things I've learned over the years:
Use a rest if possible - check.
Stay calm - check.
Follow him once he gets into the scope - check.
Lead him a bit and aim for the biggest area you can (chest cavity) - check.
Don't forget to follow through when aiming & shooting - check.
Squeeze the trigger gradually & smoothly - check.
Squeeze the trigger harder dammit - WTF??
Better luck next time stupid, the safety's on!!!!
Stupid!! Stupid!! Stupid!!!!
Didn't see a goddamned thing for the rest of the day after that, and yes, it was a heck of a long day, the weather conditions being what they were!!
Oh well, live and learn. I guarantee, after doing that once, I won't let it happen to me again!
TFC