Sometimes, invisible isn’t such a good idea.
SO today I wander out to Kingsbury in search fo Bambi’s mom, that I might kill and eat her.
I enjoy being outdoors, and I especially enjoy being able to walk around without a lot of people around, or a lot of noise. I’m careful about how I smell, and how I move, and it pays off- though, not in DEER, just yet.
Anyway, whitetail deer are skittish and wary. Humans, on the other hand, are mostly dense. As I discovered this morning.
Around nine, I was walking through a grove of pines, and saw two hunters circling the edge of the grove. THery didn’t hear me, and I giggled a bit as I watched them circle around.
I started heading back for the truck, and had gotten within about a hundred yards and THWOCKKKK! an arrow hits a tree about ten feet from me.
‘HEEEEEEEEEYYYY!!! WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT???”
“Whoa, sorry, man, I saw something moving”
“YOU ALWAYS SHOOT AT SHIT THAT YOU SEE MOVING?”
by this time they’d caught up to me, and saw me, face red, arrow in my hand.
“HOW DO YOU MISS A 300 LB GUY IN A BRIGHT ORANGE HAT?”
‘Sorry, dude, I didn’t see the hat!”
“DO YOU OFTEN SEE DEER WEARING CAMO?”
Anyway, I broke the arrow, and offered to insert it in the offender, whose aim, thank god, was no better than his judgement, and left.
Good lord, what a day.
In other news, I stepped in a pile of Coyote shit so fresh it steamed, and I had to wash it off in a stream. And saw prints that could only be cougar.
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If that happened to me, and I didn’t shoot the sumabitch, I would’ve shot his bow! Jesus! That’s scary.
Glad you weren’t hurt or killeded. ;-)
heh heh heh.
glad you’re alright, man. i zero in on camo, myself, so i kind of understand your mutant hunter/stalker. i thought it was catch and release on ogres, though?
Guys like that don’t belong in the woods. I worked with a VP that claimed on his bird hunting trips if it flys it dies.
This is the attitude that all but wiped out some species.
Guy’s lucky you didn’t stick that arrow through his heart and bury him in a shallow grave.
I would have been hard-pressed not to. Probably not a court in Indiana that would convict, either. The judge would probably weep as he discharged you, and thank you for ridding us all of a public menace.
Sheesh. Glad his aim was poor…
See, now, a lib’rul woulda filed assault charges against the fucktard.
Witness or no.
M
I’ve witnessed this problem with artillery.
It’s killlers (they aren’t hunters, their only goal is death in whatever matter can be obtained, screw the ethics) like this that ruin it for true hunters (and make the news). Sounds like these tards need a lesson in general hunter safety and ethics.
1. ALWAYS clearly identify your target.
2. ALWAYS know what is beyond your target.
3. Practice marksmanship throughly prior to going afield so you KNOW where you will hit and at what ranges you can safely make a shot.
4. Only take a shot you are confident will yield a clean kill.
I know that deer may run after the shot, you can catch a small twig with the flight of the arrow, or even the bullet, and that does happen.
Petey, I couldn’t agree more. Fixed.
Hey, I wasn’t in the woods this weekend. (ba-dum BUM)
Okay, what is with the cryptic fixed? You followed the offeding party to the den they call a home and buryed them in the well in the back yard, or you contacted the offical forces of law and order and have the offending party pending arraingment on charges of attempted homicide?
Whats fixed is the asshole is still able to shoot?
Inquiring minds must know.
Paul, Pete clicked send too soon and his comment was fragmented. I fixed it, then responded. No mystery.
See it’s people like that, that always made me so damned nervous. I used to help my youngest boy track during bow season. I’m NOT quiet, and I’m no where near invisible and I still had a near miss (not NEARLY as near as this one).
I just don’t understand…people should have to take a test to get their huntin’ liscense..
Glad this turned out ok!
Oh. I thought maybe some old fashioned smite the idiot might have gotten loose.
Have a great day.