rduchateau2954
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After another year of empty promises, I thought that I wouldn't be deer hunting again this year.
I went to the bar friday night to drown my sorrows and ran into a few buddies. One of them offered to take me out where he hunts. I knew he hunted with a .300 Mag so thought I would have a perfect opportunity to fill my freezer with my .270.
So we go out and walk into the woods, all I'm seeing is the high limb pine, tag alder, low light.... shotgun country. I shrug it off, any hunting is better than no hunting. So the GPS goes back into the bag and I plop down against a tree.
Now I had a road behind me and we were just far enough in to be legal. I'm sitting there glassing and off to my left I see something big, brown and square. After further examination I discover it's a freaking pole building! So I twist around, away from this building and keep glassing.
I was wearing my electronic muffs and kept hearing this wooshing sound that I can't figure out. Eh, whatever I'm hunting.
So I'm sitting there as the shooting hour nears it's end I see this light off to my right, thinking some yuppie idiot is wandering in front of my spot right at prime time I get up to holler at him. As soon as I stand up this light takes off from right to left. Scratching my head, I watch the light zoom off to my left towards this building, then it hits me:
IT WAS A CAR!
Sure enough after a short walk I discover a two lane blacktop road about 250 yrds down range of my position running parallel to the road behind us. At this point the shells come out and the scope caps go back on. No way I'm taking a shot.
I told my buddy about it and he goes "yea, but there are trees" I didn't even know what to say, and there were at least a half a dozen other people hunting this ribbon of land between the two roads and at least one of them shot at something!
I was in shock, still am I think. I don't even know what to do, call the DNR maybe?
I went to the bar friday night to drown my sorrows and ran into a few buddies. One of them offered to take me out where he hunts. I knew he hunted with a .300 Mag so thought I would have a perfect opportunity to fill my freezer with my .270.
So we go out and walk into the woods, all I'm seeing is the high limb pine, tag alder, low light.... shotgun country. I shrug it off, any hunting is better than no hunting. So the GPS goes back into the bag and I plop down against a tree.
Now I had a road behind me and we were just far enough in to be legal. I'm sitting there glassing and off to my left I see something big, brown and square. After further examination I discover it's a freaking pole building! So I twist around, away from this building and keep glassing.
I was wearing my electronic muffs and kept hearing this wooshing sound that I can't figure out. Eh, whatever I'm hunting.
So I'm sitting there as the shooting hour nears it's end I see this light off to my right, thinking some yuppie idiot is wandering in front of my spot right at prime time I get up to holler at him. As soon as I stand up this light takes off from right to left. Scratching my head, I watch the light zoom off to my left towards this building, then it hits me:
IT WAS A CAR!
Sure enough after a short walk I discover a two lane blacktop road about 250 yrds down range of my position running parallel to the road behind us. At this point the shells come out and the scope caps go back on. No way I'm taking a shot.
I told my buddy about it and he goes "yea, but there are trees" I didn't even know what to say, and there were at least a half a dozen other people hunting this ribbon of land between the two roads and at least one of them shot at something!
I was in shock, still am I think. I don't even know what to do, call the DNR maybe?