I was lucky enough to spend some time with a long time hunting buddy last weekend and thought you would might find part of this day interesting.
Buddy and I were doing some crow hunting, which we have been doing for about 6 years now. He's 44, I'm 20 - Its an interesting friendship. Today its just the two of us, which I enjoy because college limits my hunting time with him. We've had a good morning. Hadn't particularly shot well and hadn't gotten many birds. But we had had some interesting stands, the pheasants were crowing, the turkeys gobbling, and things were generally right with the world.
Anyway, we both need to quit about noon and we get to the last stand for the day. He had never hunted there, I had been there a couple times so I knew where to setup and the what not. We got set up, started calling, the crows played along and things were getting fast and furious. Him with his A-5, me with my 390, and both doing alot of fast shooting and reloading. Pretty soon things settled back down and we took a moment to give the birds a break. So we are sitting there and buddy says "You know, I can't figure out how you can hit birds with me flinging hulls all over you."
Me "Huh" with a blank stare"
Buddy "Everytime I would shoot I was bouncing hulls off of you and you still didn't miss"
Me "Guess I didn't notice it."
Thinking about it, its kinda funny to me. I'm always aware of where he is and what he's doing. (Saftey practice long ingrained from way back) and I and remember his position, his gun position, and my gun position for each and every shot, but I was getting pelted with hulls and didn't even notice. Its weird what we can zone out when we are focused.
Anybody else experience things like that?
Matt
Buddy and I were doing some crow hunting, which we have been doing for about 6 years now. He's 44, I'm 20 - Its an interesting friendship. Today its just the two of us, which I enjoy because college limits my hunting time with him. We've had a good morning. Hadn't particularly shot well and hadn't gotten many birds. But we had had some interesting stands, the pheasants were crowing, the turkeys gobbling, and things were generally right with the world.
Anyway, we both need to quit about noon and we get to the last stand for the day. He had never hunted there, I had been there a couple times so I knew where to setup and the what not. We got set up, started calling, the crows played along and things were getting fast and furious. Him with his A-5, me with my 390, and both doing alot of fast shooting and reloading. Pretty soon things settled back down and we took a moment to give the birds a break. So we are sitting there and buddy says "You know, I can't figure out how you can hit birds with me flinging hulls all over you."
Me "Huh" with a blank stare"
Buddy "Everytime I would shoot I was bouncing hulls off of you and you still didn't miss"
Me "Guess I didn't notice it."
Thinking about it, its kinda funny to me. I'm always aware of where he is and what he's doing. (Saftey practice long ingrained from way back) and I and remember his position, his gun position, and my gun position for each and every shot, but I was getting pelted with hulls and didn't even notice. Its weird what we can zone out when we are focused.
Anybody else experience things like that?
Matt
