The Best Shot You NEVER Took

[Duffy]

I had an idea that I thought would elicit some good discussion and stories. What is the best shot at a deer, or any other game, that you NEVER took, regardless of weapon, for whatever reason?

I’ll start off. Several years ago, when I was living in Pennsylvania, I was hunting on my uncle’s property on the last day of buck season. It was getting late, and a light snow was beginning to fall. I had taken a fair-sized buck earlier in the week near the spot where I was standing, but nothing was happening that day. I was about to call it quits, and just be satisfied with the one deer from earlier that week, when I was startled to see a decent-sized doe by herself about 40 yards to my right nibbling on browse and totally oblivious to my presence. I had a perfectly clear shooting lane, she didn’t know I was there, and I had my .30-30 raised, safety off, and boiler room in my crosshairs, ready to fire. The only problem was that it was buck season, and not doe season. And of course I realized this, but the temptation to shoot was powerful. To make a long story of my momentary insanity/moral struggle short, I did the right thing and lowered the rifle and just watched her until dark. She sauntered off eventually, and I walked to my car and went home satisfied with my decision, and grateful for the experience. Plus I have a story to tell!

What about everybody else?

[gd357]

Well, a few years back in Michigan I had 3 deer lined up at about 50 yards. 2 yearlings and a doe. Had a 7mm rem mag, 150 grain core-lokt ammo, and enough doe tags for all of them. I suspect that I could have killed all three of them with a single shot, but didn't pull the trigger. Still don't know if I made the right call or not.:D ;)

gd

[skeeter@ccia.com]

ZZzzZZzzz...oh...it looks like someone had to wake up here..been a while since anyone posted anything but I think it is an interesting question.
Once on the day after Christmas a few years ago it was snowing hard adding to the foot already on the ground. I tucked myself back under a nice pine to get out of it. I spotted right before dark 6 deer walking from my R to the L about 50yds away when the last doe of the bunch turned and trotted right at me. She walked right up to the low hanging snow covered limbs of my pine, stuck her head in and was only about 2 feet from the tip of my already drawn arrow. I just said " Merry Christmas doe" and she just walked away. So did I.
Just this bow season after an all day trek in the woods I sat resting on a bank and watched a small deer walked to within 10 steps from me eating leaves. I just watched. Later I passed another hunter and answered his question of seeing anything with, I always see what I look for. That goes along with the 2 doe I called in with my maaaaa noise 3 times but they couldn't see me laying on the ground... I aimed at them each time but never pulled the trigger...lol..that was more fun..must have shot each one a dozen or so times and never had to drag a one.
Oh almost forgot about the 14 pt I had been hunting down all season. When he did showed up one evening, I picked him out now and then between the brush...picked out a good spot to where I figured could make the perfect shot. He stepped out and stopped in his tracks. I aimed dead on at 150yds when I heard voices. Then at the same moment through the top of my scope view I saw 2 kids walking in the woods. I put the scope down and never seen him again..only to hear he got hit by a car at the end of the valley a few days after the season. What a time for kids to play in the woods.
I sat at the edge of a field tucked back in the briers when a doe jumped a log into the field...easy shot not but 15 yrd..but heard more deer so waited..next deer jumped in..could hear more deer..waiting for the big buck, I watched the doe only to get to see the smaller one nurse from mom...na...they still live there..all of them....except the buck I ended up getting a few days later. wow the list goes on but I best quit here..took too much space as it is.

[Tall Shadow]

A friend and I were out "Small Gaming" for squirrels/crows about 15 years ago. We were hunting here and there, but mostly we were out to just be "Out in Nature".

It was early December (If I remember correctly?) and it started to snow BIG Fluffy Snowflakes....very slowly.... It was a really "cool" (No pun intended) sight, and we walked through the area that we were "hunting" enjoying the view, and feeling very "Right" with the world.

We had split up a little (15 yards or so) to cover a little more ground. When I spotted a big bushy tail at about chest level through the trees..... I raised my shotgun to a low ready, and slowly advanced.....I saw the squirrel just sitting there and raised my gun to shoot....when something told me not to.....

I lowered my shotgun, and walked up to him/her....It turned to look at me, and didn't move......I said "Merry Christmas! Fur-butt!"......To this day I still don't know why, but it just sat there....Looking at me, like "You talkin' to me?!?"

My buddy had heard me, and had walked up behind me staring eye to eye with the squirrel...... He came closer..up next to me and asked WTF?!? I shook my head, and explained what had happened, he offered to help "Motivate" our new friend (Jokingly) along, but I said "No, he gets a free pass this time." And with that the squirrel scampered up the tree and out of sight.

Wild!

Tall Shadow

[Duffy]

Good stories, guys. I forgot I posted this thread, so thanks too for the reminder.

Keep them coming!

[skeeter@ccia.com]

Good one tall shadow...says a lot about you.