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Sort of like having to shoot the buck in your huntcamp parking lot as soon as you show up because he won't get out of your spot.
Oh, the memories...
My dad and a much younger me were out at his hunt camp lodge in Nov. in the mid 80s and it was a rough week to be hunting - snow, freezing cold, and lots of slushy mud. He only took one decent sized buck all week and we spent most of the week shooting target practice with the 30/30 and .30-06 (him) and the .22 rifle and pellet gun (me), riding the quads around, and trying not to get the jeeps and the Bronco stuck. Meanwhile his buddies are bagging a few bucks and wild boar and getting on him pretty hard about his "performance."
Anyway, the last night of our hunt week we got up at 4 am and clomped out after breakfast to his very very cold jeep to get out to a stand before dawn. Come early dusk and hours of boredom and freezing our tails off and we decide to cut out and get back up to the camp, get warm, get fed and play some dominoes or poker. Put the two rifles in the hard cases, policed the stand and headed back to camp.
Get back up to the lodge about 20 minutes later and darned if there isn't a buck with a decent rack standing in the parking lot by where the quads were parked, he without a care in the world...well, until he bolted for the treeline about when he saw the jeep coming his way.
My Dad was not a man to lose his temper often, but I learned some words shortly thereafter of which Mom most definitely would not have approved.
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