VOLUME SIX--------DECEMBER 2002
WITH THE OL' MISSOURI HILLBILLY
Well, I reported last month that I had developed a deer load for my old 7mm Mag. Guess what? The late rifle deer season is behind us and I still don’t know first hand how the 150 Grain Nosler Ballistic Tip performs on a deer! Yep; Skunked again!
Of course, livin’ out here in the sticks with the deer and knowin’ that I coulda’ if I’da wanted to is almost as good. I tell my non huntin’ friends that I’ve become very selective! If a real “wall hanger” buck comes into the yard and threatens suicide, I may put it out of its misery, if I’m in the mood!
The Little Heifer got a shot at a pretty nice buck, but missed it clean. He was chasin’ does and playin’ hide ‘n seek in the brush and trees; one of those “in sight, outa’ sight” things for several minutes. By the time he showed himself where I could stop him with a grunt call, the little gal had held her rifle to her shoulder ‘till she had gotten so shaky she shot over him.
This situation created a quick trip to the Sportsman’s Warehouse (www.sportsmanswarehouse.com) for a set of Stoney Point (www.stoneypoint.com) shootin’ sticks so that don’t happen again! No chance at a big buck for her the rest of the season, of course!
About the time I was convinced that I wouldn’t bloody my knife, I was watchin’ a trail out in the woods when I heard our son Rick’s Ruger .300 Win Mag speak out from back near the house.
What a strange buck!
Most of y’all probably aint old enough to remember the old pop song “One Eyed, One Horned, Flyin’ Purple People Eater” but that’s what this one reminded me of.
OK, so I edited the picture a bit! Still, a weird lookin’ buck!
So, here we were, out in the brush, almost dark, and I can only get the dang tractor within about 20 feet of the deer. How lazy we’ve become!
Here’s Jennifer, the 6 year old granddaughter. She’s proud of Daddy’s deer!
This old broken horned buck was a big ‘un for this area. I’ve taken some big antlered deer to the butcher shop around here with hangin’ weight of 100 to 105 lbs, less hide, head, and insides. This bruiser weighed in at 136 lbs!
Rick is havin’ a Coeur d’Alene meat shop turn this old boy into sausage, smokies with cheese and jalapenos mixed in, and the rest in jerky.
We’ll see how it turns out, and if it’s good, I’ll give the guy a plug here in a month or two.
Well, It's time to shut down here, So . . . .
'Til next time, Keep 'em shootin' straight, shoot 'em often, and above all, BE SAFE!!!!!