Posted: 10/14/2007 11:36:20 AM EDT
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Found a nice valley to watch this morning. Around 8:30 or so I decided it was time to find a new location. Started to walk over and get my buddy. Came out on the trail and looked to my left/uphill and saw a deer running away from me. I brought up my rifle just in time to see it was a 4 point as it crested and dissappeared onto the other side of the hill top. I took off running up there to see if I could get a shot from the hill top. About 30 seconds after it crested the hill, with me in full sprint, I hear a shot on the other side of the hill. Someone else got my deer |
Excuses.... You just didn't have the balls to go get that deer, did you? |
I'll be the first to admit that I am only half the man I used to be in my younger days |
I saw 2 sticking up on one side right before it disappeared. I assumed there were 2 on the other side as well. Not hard to count to 2. |
It's an East-West thing, actually. A fork horn is a fork horn, but in the Mid West--anywhere east of the Rockies, I believe Or something like that. You can't eat the horns, and a deer's a deer,except in Texas, where they're smaller than Michigan coyotes... ETA: Koter's story sounds like most of my deer hunts, except for the ones where I was totally skunked... |
Actually I think that is a big part of my problem. I keep reverting back to hunting them like white tails. |
YOU SHOT Bambi? |
The kid shot that, didn't he? |
I shot Bambi(spots and all) the previous year to this pic. A more tender deer you will not find, than one that still has it's spots |

A forkin' horn you mean

