So I drove home this weekend to visit my great grandma who is not doing well and also to go out hunting with my brother this morning. With only 1 week left of lynx season we decided that would be the main focus. So we hit the road around 10 this morning and drove out to a road that always has rabbit sign. We found some rabbit tracks and turned around parked the truck and walked back to the tracks. We sat down in the ditch of the road and started to call on the rabbit distress.
5 minutes in my brother says he hears something in front of us across the road. 2 minutes later 10 yards across in the other ditch directly in front of us, I see a head appear above the plowed snow. I slowly put the crosshairs of the 22 between its eyes and shoot. Poof it disappears. Walk up to the bank and there was was 1 female lynx down. Hit her right in the eye.
So me and my brother made our way back to the truck and to grab the camera when we hear a cat call. 2 minutes later a bigger lynx comes out onto the road from right where we were sitting (we assume it was her mate) He wandered around for 5-10 minutes and then buggered off.
My brother was kicking himself in the ass for not having a tag as he could have easily had his first cat aswell.
He now has one and I'm going to head back again on friday and were going to go out again and try and get him a cat too. We drove the road for 15km and there were tracks all over.
So she's no monster, but my first and I'm happy! not even the speeding ticket on my way home to PG tonight could take the smile off my face
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