barry6.5x55
10-24-2013, 10:06 PM
Took to the Caribou for my annual Thanksgiving deer hunt Zone 5-2-C , the great get away.
Hunted hard for the elusive buck and seen at least 30 does and about 5 cow moose or maybe
the same cow 5 times not exactly sure.
One night over Pilsners and Colt Sweets my partner and I were showing each other the back up
rifles mine a 30/30 Winchester his the 30/30 marlin both open sights and we decided tomorrow
lets Go Retro ...so we did. The next morning we headed out but it felt strange leaving behind the
scoped high powered rifles and swapping them out for this 1800' s patent equivalent , like driving
now without a seat belt on, sure you can do it but shouldn't. The gun and shells felt so puny hahaha
anyway as the day pressed on I would raise her up to shoulder and it was like I was 15 again and
and boulders and stumps were charging bears or lions.
The day passed and with light fading we were driving out and out stepped a doe and OMG ....
a spiker was right with her . We both bailed out with deadly intent my partner threw up his Marlin
and let the hammer fall... the safety was on and the metal click sounded like thunder and I had no
shot from my side... spiker to his credit recognized the bedlam for what it was and hit the forest
like he was Secretariat.
In the end after 6 days hunting I did not fill my tag but seen lots of game including a monster buck the
first day but I'm happy with the attempt. What I luv about the deer hunt is the time spent in the bush
in autumn , sharing it with my friends and the 20 - 30 seconds of controlled chaos that is offered up to
to one when a buck does present itself ,,I crave it and will go back until I'm to old to function.
Hunted hard for the elusive buck and seen at least 30 does and about 5 cow moose or maybe
the same cow 5 times not exactly sure.
One night over Pilsners and Colt Sweets my partner and I were showing each other the back up
rifles mine a 30/30 Winchester his the 30/30 marlin both open sights and we decided tomorrow
lets Go Retro ...so we did. The next morning we headed out but it felt strange leaving behind the
scoped high powered rifles and swapping them out for this 1800' s patent equivalent , like driving
now without a seat belt on, sure you can do it but shouldn't. The gun and shells felt so puny hahaha
anyway as the day pressed on I would raise her up to shoulder and it was like I was 15 again and
and boulders and stumps were charging bears or lions.
The day passed and with light fading we were driving out and out stepped a doe and OMG ....
a spiker was right with her . We both bailed out with deadly intent my partner threw up his Marlin
and let the hammer fall... the safety was on and the metal click sounded like thunder and I had no
shot from my side... spiker to his credit recognized the bedlam for what it was and hit the forest
like he was Secretariat.
In the end after 6 days hunting I did not fill my tag but seen lots of game including a monster buck the
first day but I'm happy with the attempt. What I luv about the deer hunt is the time spent in the bush
in autumn , sharing it with my friends and the 20 - 30 seconds of controlled chaos that is offered up to
to one when a buck does present itself ,,I crave it and will go back until I'm to old to function.