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11-15-2015, 06:30 PM
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Thanks,Dan.
I had tenderloin on the grill tonight. I used mesquite charcoal. Damn was it good. It's my new favorite, just eclipsed fried in bacon grease.
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11-28-2015, 01:13 PM
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46* this morning...high overcast....softened the glare a bit. Turkey's really tossed the leaves around. The floor looked like hundreds of piles placed haphazardly around. About 11 I couldn't stand it any more and did something about my floating eyeballs. A lil while later I heard something at my six. Stretched around and saw a buck...cautiously heading my way. Took him 15 min to close to 25yds at my 5. He musta smelled the watered bushes and froze...testing the wind....looked right at me....tested some more...decided to break right and head down hill fast. He musta then seen me complete my stand/turn he stopped...quartering away at 60 yds. The angle was still too much...I couldn't bring my rifle square...had to hold it off a bit...sight picture was only a 1/4" wide on the back of the scope...saw the cross hairs past the shoulder and up a bit....BOOM. he made 20yds straight down to the creek.
8pt dress at 160lbs. Felt a lot heavier when I was draggin it up outa the creek and up hill to the truck...must be gettin old or somethin. 
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12-26-2015, 07:28 PM
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59* this mornin....wet...foggy....intermittent light rain. About 0830...two does and two fawns cut my 6 and headed west down the middle of the pasture. I picked the lead at my 9...after the lousy hot weather of wed, I squeezed off a near perfect shot...double lung...missed the heart but also missed both shoulders...so I considered it a plus...till I had to track it. It'd taken off when hit, straight into the thick..the trailing three split south. I herd mine crash after a few seconds so went to grab the truck. When I got back out... is when I realized how much fun it was gonna be to track over sopping wet ground...grass...leaves...trees...soaking wet.
I circled the hit zone for 10min w/o seeing the first sign...scanned 50' of wire...no go. Dog let me down for the second time...headed off to the south after the 3...till I called him back...he just sat by the truck and watched me cuss...he's getting old...don't move around good anymore. I've said it before a few years back but this might be his last. Ah well. back to the story... I knew I hit her...so I went through the fence and headed to the creek....amazing how many white rocks show when everything is soaked. If she hadn't fallen with her belly toward my line I would have been much longer on the trail. As hot as it's been, I sent this one to a processor. Splitting the whole thing in summer sausage and hot snack sticks.
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