Rifle Season: Part 1
Dad and I left around 6am this morning before dawn to walk out through the cornfields and woods for the start of rifle season. It was pretty cold, enough that I was involuntarily shivering some, but I calmed myself down enough to stop.
I was down in more of a gully/thicket where the deer have been mating. My father was up over the hill, also in the thicket.
Didn’t take long before we saw our first set, 5 does and a buck. I was being very gentle to aim and get a shot off at the buck, but one of the does must have seen me, and became very curious. She got pretty close and kept starting me down and I didn’t want to spook her so I hesitated. Then I heard my dad get two shots off at the buck, but missed.
About 45 minutes later another buck snuck up behind me, this one a lot bigger, maybe 6 points. He was to my right though, and I’m not a very good left-handed shot, but he was close enough that I had to try. I missed the first time, was able to reload and get off a second shot, but missed that one too since he was at a full run by that time.
At least we got to see some, we’ll probably go back out this afternoon. In the mean time, I’m going to warm up with some Counter Strike: Source 
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