duck911
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Last year was my first ever muzzleloader season in Colorado. I bought a T/C Omega and spent a good portion of the summer working up a good load and practicing with the gun. By the time hunting season rolled around, I could put 5 shots on a small paper plate at 100 yards (no sabots, no pelletized powder, open sights).
The first weekend of ML season I was still hunting along the South Platte river in Northeast Colorado. As I creeped SLOWLY along the cut bank of the river, I stopped dead in my tracks because out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of an eyeball.
There, 10 yards away, was a doe in HEAVY cover on an island on the river. The only thing between me and her was 8 yards of shallow river.
She didn't budge because she thought I didn't see her. The brush was so thick I couldn't even tell if she was sitting or standing - but I had a clear path to her noggin - her head was perfectly exposed.
We both engaged in a staredown that seemed to last 20 minutes. I finally shouldered my ML and waited for her to stand/walk/run or otherwise give me the broadside shot I wanted. I was really hoping she'd stand up and I'd see her chest. I honestly couldn't even tell which way she was facing, but she was looking right at me.
She finally moved. Her first step was a 20 foot leap to the middle of the main channel and with her next leap she cleared the far bank. I'm not kidding, she was 80 yards away on a dead sprint before I could even figure out what had happened, let alone cock the ML. I was really impressed with the agile speed of that pretty doe.
So... How would this have played out in your woods? Did I miss my chance? Was I too conservative? Did I make the right call waiting for the broadside shot?
--Duck911
The first weekend of ML season I was still hunting along the South Platte river in Northeast Colorado. As I creeped SLOWLY along the cut bank of the river, I stopped dead in my tracks because out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of an eyeball.
There, 10 yards away, was a doe in HEAVY cover on an island on the river. The only thing between me and her was 8 yards of shallow river.
She didn't budge because she thought I didn't see her. The brush was so thick I couldn't even tell if she was sitting or standing - but I had a clear path to her noggin - her head was perfectly exposed.
We both engaged in a staredown that seemed to last 20 minutes. I finally shouldered my ML and waited for her to stand/walk/run or otherwise give me the broadside shot I wanted. I was really hoping she'd stand up and I'd see her chest. I honestly couldn't even tell which way she was facing, but she was looking right at me.
She finally moved. Her first step was a 20 foot leap to the middle of the main channel and with her next leap she cleared the far bank. I'm not kidding, she was 80 yards away on a dead sprint before I could even figure out what had happened, let alone cock the ML. I was really impressed with the agile speed of that pretty doe.
So... How would this have played out in your woods? Did I miss my chance? Was I too conservative? Did I make the right call waiting for the broadside shot?
--Duck911