This is Josh's 2nd year deer hunting. Like last year, he got a spike buck on Opening Day.
He & I got up at 5:30AM and sat out in the wind & sleet for 2 hours without seeing a single deer. Sounds like most hunters were unsuccessful, due to the weather. I just knew if I go to the chiropractor this afternoon, he'll get one. Sure enough. Around 4:45PM this young buck made the fatal mistake of waltzing by his hunting spot. He thought it was a doe when he took the shot. Unfortunately, now he won't be able to get "the big one" we've been seeing around, but he could get 6 doe yet. I regret missing the moment, but I would not have been able to help him load it up (thanks to my sensitive ribs) nor would I have relished sliding around in the soggy field with the pickup.
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Hey Hey!! Way to go!
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