Daycare closed early today so I had to get the kids as the wife was still at work. Went and did as many honey do’s as I could think of till she came home. She just walked in the door and said “go hunt”. So I grabbed my stuff and ran out the door.
When I got to the woods I quickly realized I had grabbed the wrong gun case and didn’t have any bullets for the gun I had grabbed on accident. After tearing the truck apart I found 2 bullets under the seat… The hell with it, I’m going hunting.
The Weather was awesome and quickly found myself in catnap mode. I had to slap myself a couple times to wake up. At 6:30 a decent 8pt come out but he will get another year to chase does. At 7:00 I looked over my shoulder and see nothing but horns sticking out from a tree 75 yards down a lane. The 10 pt’s. was to much to resist I watched him for 3 or 4 min just to see if anything else was with him but his only friend was a 3 point. I put the .243 high on his shoulder and squeezed one off instant dirt nap.
