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<blockquote data-quote="Glocktogo" data-source="post: 1122282" data-attributes="member: 1132"><p>When I was about 17, I went on a black powder draw hunt at the Cherokee WMA with my dad and grandpa. It was during a freak ice storm. I had dropped my dad and grandpa off at their chosen locations and drove about 3 more miles, all the way to the back where I was hunting. Even at a crawl, I almost slipped off the road several times. When I got to my tree it was covered with ice and I couldn't get in it. So I stood huddled against the precipitation at the base of the tree.</p><p></p><p>About 20 minutes later I heard a shot to the South. About 5 minutes later, a yearling doe came into my field of view from the right. She walked right up in front of me about 6 feet away, stopped and looked straight at me. I kept dead still and focused on a tree behind her like she wasn't even there (lots of hunters will tell you that animals can sense your gaze). She finally turned her head and walked forward. </p><p></p><p>I had my thumb on the hammer and my finger in the trigger guard. I just held the trigger back, raised the rifle to hip level as I pulled the hammer back and let it slip when the barrel was centered on her chest. I briefly saw sparks hit her hair before she went down with a bleat in a cloud of smoke. She was dead when she hit the ground.</p><p></p><p>I kinda felt bad about shooting her (she was pretty small). All I could think about though was getting the hell out of that freezing rain and ice! My dad got back to the pickup spot at about 10:30 AM and he looked like a Popsicle. He opened the camper door and said "You little ...., you didn't even hunt did you?" I rolled over and pulled back the tarp to show my prize, then covered back up in the bed. Man I sure was warm! <img src="/images/smilies/smile.png" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":)" title="Smile :)" data-shortname=":)" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Glocktogo, post: 1122282, member: 1132"] When I was about 17, I went on a black powder draw hunt at the Cherokee WMA with my dad and grandpa. It was during a freak ice storm. I had dropped my dad and grandpa off at their chosen locations and drove about 3 more miles, all the way to the back where I was hunting. Even at a crawl, I almost slipped off the road several times. When I got to my tree it was covered with ice and I couldn't get in it. So I stood huddled against the precipitation at the base of the tree. About 20 minutes later I heard a shot to the South. About 5 minutes later, a yearling doe came into my field of view from the right. She walked right up in front of me about 6 feet away, stopped and looked straight at me. I kept dead still and focused on a tree behind her like she wasn't even there (lots of hunters will tell you that animals can sense your gaze). She finally turned her head and walked forward. I had my thumb on the hammer and my finger in the trigger guard. I just held the trigger back, raised the rifle to hip level as I pulled the hammer back and let it slip when the barrel was centered on her chest. I briefly saw sparks hit her hair before she went down with a bleat in a cloud of smoke. She was dead when she hit the ground. I kinda felt bad about shooting her (she was pretty small). All I could think about though was getting the hell out of that freezing rain and ice! My dad got back to the pickup spot at about 10:30 AM and he looked like a Popsicle. He opened the camper door and said "You little ...., you didn't even hunt did you?" I rolled over and pulled back the tarp to show my prize, then covered back up in the bed. Man I sure was warm! :) [/QUOTE]
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