November 9th 2010
After missing a “Birthday Buck” at 15 yards that looked like
a 4 pointer, I was wondering if I would see another deer the whole week. Good deer sign I was keeping my hopes
up. This morning was wet like yesterday
with thick fog and a steady light rain.
Sitting for two hours I started to get cold and decided to get out of
the open area I was in and head up the ridge.
Getting hungry I sat for lunch in a natural blind. Cold again even w/extra socks and clothes,
time to move. I figured I might still
hunt up towards where I shot at the Buck and then try back a little deeper.
I head up slowly stopping at every BIG opening to look; on
my 2nd stop I notice a pair of legs walking quickly through the
woods. Looks like a hunter walking
fast. Wait that person has another set
of legs and a body like a deer, HMMMMM.
It is out of view and walking away quickly. I move a little closer knowing the ground is
wet, using feet to feel for twigs and a brook for cover. I get my doe bleep and give one long call,
nothing. I slowly move in closer and
figure if it’s a doe she is best bet for attracting Bucks…
I’m still, see it coming back in my direction and see an
antler. OK now I am scared, missing one
buck in a week is ok but TWO??? My
heart races, he is behind cover and I have no close tree for a rifle rest. No scope on this gun so I can’t use “the
scope on 9X” as an excuse. Now relax and just focus on the shot. I debate going prone but he is too close to
move and the one knee I am on is working fine.
With no though of deer size or antler size, my sight is steady, my
breath controlled, my shot is not clear, wait
I say, wait, he moves two feet and stops, my heart is pumping!!! I breathe again and hold, my gun steady, my
focus on the perfect shot…. Boom.
He takes off a short distance and he is down. Not focusing on the rack and concentrating
on the 1st perfect shot I did not get a good look at him until I
came upon him. To say I was jubilant is an
understatement. If you were within range
you would have heard me screaming at the luck, joy, experience and
companionship of what hunting is all about…
A three hour retrieve and drag finished a beautiful day.
PS: Thanks to Bruce
L. it means a lot to hear praise from him.
The same goes for Jim Masset he is a legend in our camp and to see him
alone was an experience… But to have
Him congratulate me on a nice deer was like Bruce Lee telling me my fighting
skills are awesome… WOW… I have to
remember to get his autograph next time.
Thanks to Shawn for being my Hunting partner for 22 years. Thanks to Murray and Tom our hunting friends
for years now, your wisdom knowledge and companionship is priceless… Most of all thanks to the entire NFA camp; without
all of you, none of this would be possible.
Shawn, Greg, Anthony, Jason, Mike and even though Chris was not able to
make it up to camp he was there in spirit, you guys ROCK!!!
NFA GETSOME
Jeff Calderone