Wasn't planning to share anything this year as I've been accused multiple times by multiple members this year of being a social media whore and a glory seeker, which I don't understand because I don't have any social media besides huntwa
, but as always I feel I need to give credit where credit is due and give a huge public thanks to my friends who are always there to "lend me a hand"
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Sept 27th I broke the daylights out of my hand. Multiple fractures and dislocations. Surgery and 3 exposed pins has left my hand completely useless. Having your season ruined is bad enough but having your kids hunts torched is the worst. Addison was supposed to hunt ID, MT, and a WA doe tag. MT and ID were obviously off the table but because of the generosity of others the doe tag was on!
As always we do a lot of shooting in the Blanchard house. Addison is 10 years old and is quite proficient with her little 7mm-08 and has built some street cred with the regulars out at our local rifle range. Last trip out she ran all the plates at 300 yards with first round impacts. Anyone who shoots out there knows how small that last one is
we supplement range days with lots of dry fire reps on the deer pictures we tape to the dishwasher.
My first thank you goes out to elkburger who let us go walk around on his property. Steve has been so incredibly generous to my daughter and my nephew over the years and I cannot thank him enough.
So day of the hunt we met up with JonathanS and Bullblaster who unsolicited, olunteered to come help Addison because her dad is kinda worthless. We got the property just as daylight was breaking. Half mile in we spot a lone deer about 1,000 yards out. We drop below to keep our wind right and close the gap. When we get there she is gone. We moved slow, peeling back the layers of broken terrain when chris spots her. She had us pegged but due to the sun, couldn't tell what we were. Chris and Jon sprung into action getting the gun deployed and from there Addison went to work. She got behind her rifle, adjusted her position and had a round headed down range in short order. The shot was 278 yards with a hard quartering to angle. Unfortunately for the doe, it was one of the same angles we have taped to the dishwasher. She jumped, made a dash, and then crashed to a halt. With the top of her heart gone she just couldn't pack the weight.
High fives and hugs followed by pictures and knife work made for an action packed morning!
We could NOT have done this without Steve, Jon, and Chris's help. From the bottom of my heart gentlemen.....thank you.
