He won again this morning....one more chance to do it the easy way, after sundown today (or an hour or so later since it's a full moon) it's back to mano a hoofo.
Lil' Red and I took to the site of prior bloodshed waiting for
El Grande to step out of the bedding area. It did not go as planned. I'm pretty sure that we spooked every deer within thirty miles with all the noise we made getting into the stand. We dropped bags and shells on the plywood floor. We banged our guns against their rests. We coughed and hacked and spit.
My bloodpressure rose as I thought we had ruined our chances, and my younger days I might have blasted my hunting partner and headed for the truck. But what the hell. In a few years he'll not want to spend any blind time with the old man. We kicked back and enjoyed the morning. Set up Pepsi cans at various distances for target practice, laughed and had a good morning. Even made hot chocolate on the little propane heater.
After a mid day siesta we made plans for the afternoon. The six of us concluded that the full moon wasn't gonna help us and we wanted to end on a bang. We drove four pieces on the farm and stacked three does and a four point on the four wheelers.
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