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Thursday, March 6, 2014

Patience Is A Virtue


Are you a patient person? Sometimes we are in desperate need of being patient. We'll test out your patience right about now.

The year is 1986. It's a cool November morning just after Thanksgiving.  The leaves are all but gone from the trees, and there is not much snow to speak of on the ground.  I met my brother-in-law at his house at 5:30 a.m. along with three other guys. The four of us began our trek up through the back woods and along a ridge to the spots where we would sit for a while waiting for a deer to pass by. This was deer season.  In PA the first Monday after Thanksgiving  is always the first day of Buck season.

As we walked along in the darkness we heard a tom turkey gobble several times. Most people say that toms don't gobble in the fall, but trust me they do. Moving along each of the guys would drop off at their spot and I continued on up the hill. This is one of the longest walks we have to do. I got to the top and looked around to find a place to sit. I found a nice section of stones to sit on and I took a seat. The first rays of light were now upon us and I knew it wouldn't be long before the drivers would start walking toward us. 

Here in our area we drive for deer. What that means is that a group of us find a place to sit in the woods and then the drivers walk through the woods hoping to push the deer ahead of them to the standers.  I was at the top of the hill where I had a good view of a flat behind me and I could see back down the ridge. This particular drive takes a long time to walk. The drivers are starting on a road that is parallel to where we are, but they are more than half a mile away. The plan is that as they walk along the deer hear and smell them and start moving away from them.

As I sat there taking in all of the sights, smells, and sounds I heard shot off in the direction of the drivers. I came to full alert status. I sat there for a while and then I heard a noise down below me.  I began watching down the hill for movement. As soon as I saw something moving through the saplings I went in to stealth mode. That's where I only move my eyes and nothing else. I could see the brush moving and I realized it was a deer. I still couldn't see the entire deer so I continued watching and waiting. Since I was far enough away, and knew the deer couldn't see me, I slowly picked up my binoculars and checked it out. I needed to be sure it was a buck and not a doe.

The deer was walking slowly up the hill right toward me. This is where I needed to be patient. Being patient is something I am sometimes good at.  A friend of mine once told me that if a deer is walking toward you, and it doesn't see you,  be patient. and then just let it get as close as you can before taking the shot.  The deer continued coming through the brush and then I noticed that it indeed was a buck, and a nice one at that. 

I could now see the sunlight glinting off of his antlers. I thought to myself that if I sat there patiently, and he did not see me, he would probably keep coming my way.  I eased the binoculars back to their holder and slowly raised my rifle. The buck was getting about as close as I wanted so I eased the safety off and took careful aim.

Now I must tell you that my heart at this point was racing away. I took several deep,  slow breaths to slow my heart rate down and tried not to look at the antlers. As the buck continued toward me I made sure of my line of sight before taking the shot. It's always best to know where the bullet will go if it goes clean through. I had a good clear shot so I took a breath, let out half of it, and then squeezed the trigger. At that point a loud bang rang out through the woods and the buck dropped right in his tracks. I have never seen a buck go down so hard. I sat there making sure he was down for the count, which he was. 

I sat back and thanked God for all of the marksmanship training courses I had received as a Security Policeman for today it paid off. Not only had the training paid off, but being patient paid off as well. Like the saying says "Good things come to those who wait." I walked over to the deer and admired his beauty. I began looking where I had aimed, but I could not find an entry point.  I thought to myself "that's odd." I checked him all over, but found nothing.  Then I saw a small mark on his front hoof where there was some blood. I began thinking about the way he went down and then I noticed that his antlers were stuck on an old log. I literally had to pry his antlers off of the log. His neck sure felt broken.  Could this be? Could I have only shot him in the leg which made him fall and then he broke his neck on the log?

Pretty soon my brother-in-law came up the hill and I relayed the story to him. We took the deer down to his house and checked it out more thoroughly. That was when we found the hole. I had made an excellent shot and the best we can figure was that the deer must have hurt himself coming through some of the brush. This was my first PA buck and it made a nice memory for my brother-in-law and me. Plus it filled our freezer for the winter.

So, what's the moral of this story? Be patient. Whether your hunting for deer, or a Geocache, just be patient and remember that good things come to those who wait.  Got a story? I'd love to hear it. 



WOW! I can't believe no one has commented on this great article! Nice job with a story of a different type of hunt. I really love the detail in this BigAl! Thanks for taking me hunting :)

clan pow said...

What's shooting deer got to do with geocaching?
No didn't enjoy this article, would be much better if you used a camera!

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