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11-23-2009, 01:30 PM
After just completing the core course last Sunday, my brother and I
struck out in search of a Whitetail Buck this saturday. After listening
to anyone who had an opinion, we headed north from our cabin in tulameen
and started hiking and sitting in spots of opportunity.
After I wanted to head back at about 3pm, he raised a very valid point
that dusk is coming in an hour so we should find a cutblock and sit
until dusk. We found a nice tree and both sat against it..
About 25 minutes later I saw movement about 100 yards away to my extreme
right; I could barely make out what it was other than the movement but
finally came to believe my eyes it was a large male WhiteTail!! Almost
seemed like a ghost sitting against snow and tree background with the
light starting to dim.
He had seen us though, and we had a 5 minute or so staring competition
from 100 yards away; during which my brother and I decided there was no
way he could make the shot without scaring the buck off; and 1 buck is
better than none! I won't repeat the dialogue here just in case there
are any young eyes present..
After a few minutes of us being silent the buck started to walk and this
gave me the opportunity to throw myself down to my remington 700 (300
winmag). My movement startled him again and he faced us dead on.. After
putting out clean shots all morning at the range I was confident in a
fatal heart shot.
My shot was true, he ran for a hundred feet or so before succumbing to
the wound. We went to jump up and run and remembered the advice we were
given by many hunters to just WAIT 5 minutes. I set my stop watch. We
talked for what seemed hours and I looked back down.. ONLY 30 SECONDS
had passed!! A few more painful minutes later we approached slowly to
find the wound was exactly where I had wanted it placed and a clean
kill..
What a start to a hunting career and a gift from my brother to take the
shot!
It'll be venison for christmas :)
http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZcfN86J_4tE/SwrwVdTg2WI/AAAAAAAAABk/E51c3f4j08Y/s800/PB210118.JPG
struck out in search of a Whitetail Buck this saturday. After listening
to anyone who had an opinion, we headed north from our cabin in tulameen
and started hiking and sitting in spots of opportunity.
After I wanted to head back at about 3pm, he raised a very valid point
that dusk is coming in an hour so we should find a cutblock and sit
until dusk. We found a nice tree and both sat against it..
About 25 minutes later I saw movement about 100 yards away to my extreme
right; I could barely make out what it was other than the movement but
finally came to believe my eyes it was a large male WhiteTail!! Almost
seemed like a ghost sitting against snow and tree background with the
light starting to dim.
He had seen us though, and we had a 5 minute or so staring competition
from 100 yards away; during which my brother and I decided there was no
way he could make the shot without scaring the buck off; and 1 buck is
better than none! I won't repeat the dialogue here just in case there
are any young eyes present..
After a few minutes of us being silent the buck started to walk and this
gave me the opportunity to throw myself down to my remington 700 (300
winmag). My movement startled him again and he faced us dead on.. After
putting out clean shots all morning at the range I was confident in a
fatal heart shot.
My shot was true, he ran for a hundred feet or so before succumbing to
the wound. We went to jump up and run and remembered the advice we were
given by many hunters to just WAIT 5 minutes. I set my stop watch. We
talked for what seemed hours and I looked back down.. ONLY 30 SECONDS
had passed!! A few more painful minutes later we approached slowly to
find the wound was exactly where I had wanted it placed and a clean
kill..
What a start to a hunting career and a gift from my brother to take the
shot!
It'll be venison for christmas :)
http://lh4.ggpht.com/_ZcfN86J_4tE/SwrwVdTg2WI/AAAAAAAAABk/E51c3f4j08Y/s800/PB210118.JPG