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The older I get the faster the hunting season's go bye, and the more I miss them during the off-season. The hunting forum slow's down a little bit this time of year, so let's hear some hunting stories about one of your most memorable day's spent out in the wood's...
I'll start....It was early 90's myself,my brother(rick) and an old friend(eric) decided to meet up in north bend and go into weyerhauser on sunday morning of the late hunt. we spent the morning out walking clearcut's and met back at the truck around 11:00 or so and decided to do a little road hunting for the afternoon. We spent a few hour's driving and looking,not many animal's to see. I decided to head up a road that overlook's a deep, deep valley, we got to the top,parked the truck and my brother say's why u looking down there, I said dont worry(with a big smile on my face)I wouldnt' shoot at anything down there. We are all out looking over the canyon when all of a sudden I see a deer trotting along the creek on the other side of the canyon way in the bottom. I put the scope to it and YES it's a buck BOOM I fire, deer is still walking BOOM my brother fire's and down he goe's. He looked at me and said I thought there was gonna be no shooting down in this canyon( oh well had too) I just laughed. Rick and eric head down in and I stay up top to guide them to the deer,they get to the deer so down in I go. We get the deer gutted and then the fun begin's rick and eric start draggin it but the brush along the creek was to tall for rick and his short little leg's. rick takes all three guns and I grab a leg with eric and the drag is back on. 45 minutes into the drag and rick's gonna go ahead of us to the truck, bring us back a beer for refreshment as we continue to fight the brush getting this deer out. Well an hour or so goes bye and no rick, we have got the deer out of the creek bottom and onto the hill side above the road. We come out on the hilltop and look down, what do we see rick sitting there on the tailgate drinking the last of the 3 beer's. Rick look's up and say's be careful coming down there it is awfull steep, I look at eric and say grab the back leg's(He say's HUH) on the count of 3. Rick's yelling up at us ,your not gonna throw my deer off there are u.1 2 3 down he goes, a perfect slide down the hill all the way to the ditch on the side of the road,rick couldnt' beleive it.Eric and I make it down we load the deer in the truck as the sun is setting on the last day of the season.
We still seem to talk about that deer every year or so up at hunting camp...Oh yeah I forgot to tell u guy's the deer was a spike about 3inches tall on one side and 1 inch tall on the other...lol
I'll start....It was early 90's myself,my brother(rick) and an old friend(eric) decided to meet up in north bend and go into weyerhauser on sunday morning of the late hunt. we spent the morning out walking clearcut's and met back at the truck around 11:00 or so and decided to do a little road hunting for the afternoon. We spent a few hour's driving and looking,not many animal's to see. I decided to head up a road that overlook's a deep, deep valley, we got to the top,parked the truck and my brother say's why u looking down there, I said dont worry(with a big smile on my face)I wouldnt' shoot at anything down there. We are all out looking over the canyon when all of a sudden I see a deer trotting along the creek on the other side of the canyon way in the bottom. I put the scope to it and YES it's a buck BOOM I fire, deer is still walking BOOM my brother fire's and down he goe's. He looked at me and said I thought there was gonna be no shooting down in this canyon( oh well had too) I just laughed. Rick and eric head down in and I stay up top to guide them to the deer,they get to the deer so down in I go. We get the deer gutted and then the fun begin's rick and eric start draggin it but the brush along the creek was to tall for rick and his short little leg's. rick takes all three guns and I grab a leg with eric and the drag is back on. 45 minutes into the drag and rick's gonna go ahead of us to the truck, bring us back a beer for refreshment as we continue to fight the brush getting this deer out. Well an hour or so goes bye and no rick, we have got the deer out of the creek bottom and onto the hill side above the road. We come out on the hilltop and look down, what do we see rick sitting there on the tailgate drinking the last of the 3 beer's. Rick look's up and say's be careful coming down there it is awfull steep, I look at eric and say grab the back leg's(He say's HUH) on the count of 3. Rick's yelling up at us ,your not gonna throw my deer off there are u.1 2 3 down he goes, a perfect slide down the hill all the way to the ditch on the side of the road,rick couldnt' beleive it.Eric and I make it down we load the deer in the truck as the sun is setting on the last day of the season.
We still seem to talk about that deer every year or so up at hunting camp...Oh yeah I forgot to tell u guy's the deer was a spike about 3inches tall on one side and 1 inch tall on the other...lol