ROLL TIDE!!! Alabama won the National Championship, as if that was news to anyone.
Larry and I have been hunting and as much as we can, as I can if the weather is ok. I'm a fair weather hunter. I don't like the bitter cold, blowing wind, clouds. I like to sit in the sun. Anyway, at 55 years, 11 months, and 2 days old, I got my first deer. We had been at the cabin in Paint Rock for 2 nights and I didn't see any deer. Larry saw one. It was cold and windy, 18 degrees this morning. So, we packed it up and came home. It turned out to be a nice day, 45 degrees. So we decided to go to the "Rock Pile" and afternoon hunt. This was my first time to hunt there.
I got in the stand by the "green field" and sat and sat, my mind wondering here and there, thinking of things I could be doing instead of sitting in a tree stand. But, I wanted to go hunting with Larry and he has been excited for me to go with him. I looked around and was picking out spots that I might be able to get a shot at a deer if one came out in that area. I had pulled my hood over my head and was still sitting when I heard something behind me. I sat still and waited and a doe and a smaller one came out to my left. I had to ease my gun around to get the shot. Now, I had held the gun up and looked through the scope and checked all that out before hand. But when it came down to shooting the gun I hadn't. Things kept popping up in my mind, like do I hold my breath or let it out as I shoot, squeeze the trigger don't pull it, get the crosshair behind the shoulder blade. With all the clothes on and the angle I had to hold the gun (shooting to the left) with the gun on my shoulder, I put the crosshair on the doe but could not reach the trigger! So I put the gun under my arm and well that's when the scope got me on the nose. I thought I was far enough away from the scope. But with the gun butt under my arm there was nothing to stop the gun from sliding backwards as it kicked. I knew my nose was hit but it didn't hurt. I kept my eye on the doe and was watching her to see where she was going. She headed up the mountain a short ways, and then I had to just listen to tell where she was, AND try to stop the blood, it was going all down around my nose, mouth , chin and hands. I didn't have anything to stop it with but my gloves. I finally found a piece of tissue and stuffed some in my nose. That finally stopped it. I waited for about 30 minutes before I got down out of the tree ( as Larry had told me too) and just sat on a rock to wait for him. He was in a stand past me. We looked for blood where I shot her but there was none. Larry went up the mountain and I looked around the area where I had shot her but still didn't find any blood. So we fanned out and I finally came across her about 50 yards from where she had been shot, in a down the mountain pose. I hit her VERY close to where I was aiming. The pressure is off now, and I can be selective in what I shoot next. LOOKING FOR A RACK.
That's all my adventure for now. Larry had gotten a doe on Saturday, and a buck. Of course he has tales too, but this is my blog and I do the story telling!!LOL I may have pictures of a racoon in the near future (ME) :)
