I'm grinning this morning.
The weather stations were calling for snow flurries and wind. I stepped out at a little before 6a.m. to 34* and light winds out the west. Things couldn't have been nicer. Fearing the worst I had grabbed a sleeping bag to climb into once on stand. Decided against it when everything was so nice.
I climbed on up into the stand feeling pretty good, sat and enjoyed some coffee. (I really am getting used to having coffee in the stand.....might have to figure how I can make that a regular thing.)After sitting there for almost an hour I was wishing I had that sleeping bag. Feet were getting cold...had to start hunching down....making myself small. Hadn't seen a thing. Wondered if I'd made a mistake...maybe I shoulda been in my climber half a mile away?
Wind starting to pick up...losing what little I can hear.
There....just over the hill....coming outa the pines...doe.....moving pretty good...OH YEAH.....guess who's following....
BOOM.....perfect shot.....he made twenty down hill yards.
I used that Browning 81L BLR in 30-06 that was given to me years ago. 8pt dressed out at 200lbs
