I tried to post this last night, but keep getting that dreeded erro message
First let me start out by saying I'm sorry for the miss leading post in the "General Section" titled "I'm Done"..I,,in all intend and porpuses was done with deer hunting for the year,, but Becky for some stange reason got madder then hell at me while we were intown yesterday with our daughter Shannon.. They kept saying thst I was saying something about being up in Ashford all day
So she made me go hunting or get my butt kicked
So what would y'all do
OK here is the story
After I posted "I'm Done" in the general section, Lady Nutcracker(Becky), Shannon, and I headed into Sears so that I could get a new gas cap for my chainsaw(thought in mind: I should go to Ashford and kill a deer)...Then to it was to Dick's Sporting Goods to see if they sold hand guns (thought in mind: I should go up to Ashford), nope they don't..Now we were off to Target to pick up some friut roll-ups (thought in mind: I should have gone to Ashford),,and that's when I started to notice Becky starting to get a upset about something
For some reason she is giving me that shut the hell up look
We got the stuff a Target (thought in mind: I should go to Ashford) then headed over to Sportsmen's Warehouse to look at .45 Long Colt. I have a western style hoslter that needs one, and a gun belt
With all my shopping done, (thought in mind: I should have gone to Ashford) now they wanted to go Fred Myers on 176th to, (now get this for games to buy on Black Friday
) another hour spent (thought in mind: I should be in Ashford) walking and looking at everything, and for some reason Becky tells me to shut the hell up about going to Ashford
Now how in the hell does she know I'm thinking
Oh well.. Now off to lunch at Taco Bell
For some reason, while we were enjoying our lunch (thought in mind: I should got to Ashford) Becky AND Shannon gets totally ticked off, and says lets go!!! Becky says that she is sick of me saying I should go to Ashford alll day.. Again how in the heck does she know what I was thinking?? We head for home..I'm in the back seat
When we get home Becky told me to go inside get my rifle, knife, jacket and what ever eles I needed that she was taking me to the top of the hill
Being a good husband I did what I was told..Mostly out of fear of getting my butt kicked
I get my stuff, get back into the car, and off we go to the top of Muck Creek Hill..The mood she was in I was just glad she stopped the car for me to get out..I was to call her at dark to be picked up,,maybe... As she takes off (gravel, and dirt flying) I load up my .30-06 and start walking...
I was going to walk over to a set of power wires that run down Muck Creek Hill, and run along Weiler Rd. Good plan
I was going to sit on those power lines until dark, or when a deer steps out to get shot..I was walking a little faster than normal for an evening hunt, but I wanted to get to the power lines before dark.. about half way there this deer steps out of the brush at 20 yards
and the damn thing has antlers
Rifle up safety off, and the cross hairs between the eyes, and BOOM..Dead spike
(Note to self: I need to start taking neck shots
) Heck I'm only out for half an hour
When I get up to my trophy, I notice he had blew eyes..One blew to the right and one to the left.. I think someone changed deer with me because mine is way bigger than the one I was looking at..Massive ground shrinking
I called Becky with the news, and asked her to post it on the site
Being the upstanding hunter that I am, I knotched my tag, and when to put it on him..Hell that tag damn near cover my deer like a blanket
After field dressing him, and with the heart ( the size if a baseball) and liver in the bag I start to bring him out so Becky can pick us up
.. She gets there and the first thing out of her mouth instead of "Congrats honey nice deer" was (sarcasticly) "Well I'm glad that you didn't rip your shirt pocket bringing him out"
He might not be the biggest deer on earth, but he will sure eat good
OK maybe two sandwitches, and some stew,, one bowl maybe.. But hey the tag can be used for filler
Now I'm at home with a knotched tag, and deer meat hanging the shed ( going to bone him out and put him in the refer. because the temp. is going up) The Jack Danials seal was broken last night and glass with ice were covered..
I will post some pics of the meat hanging, but not of the head..The last time I posted pic's of a deer I killed I was called a three finger banjo picker just for shooting a doe in the head with a .240 Weatherby Mag. So once I get tonights pot roast on the wood stove, Erin will post a pick..
Hunterman(Tony)
