Deer Season, 2008

     We had 10 hunting buddies up at Camp F-Troop and snow on the ground for the opening day of deer season.  Things just don’t get much better than that.
     We all rose at 4:00 a.m., our traditional wake-up time for the opener, poured coffee, and double-checked our gear.  By 5:00 o’clock I was on the fire trail in the dark, starting the long hike and steep climb to the mountainside boulder I’ve hunted the past six years.  By 6:15 I was resting atop the boulder, sipping coffee from my thermos, and anticipating a full day of hunting.  Little did I know this would be the shortest deer hunting day of my life.
     At 7:00 o’clock sharp, I loaded my Remington .270 and stood up to begin scanning the mountainside for deer.  My very first glance took in movement against the snow, and one second later I realized two deer were moving toward me in the morning half-light.  I scoped them, saw they were does, and lowered my rifle.  I noticed both deer looking back, though, a sign of a following deer, and then watched them scamper forward, a sign of a trailing buck.  Sure enough, a third and larger deer appeared.  I caught a glimpse of antlers early on, and I kept trying to scope the buck as he moved east to west on the well-traveled trail below my rock.  He paused in an opening, and I spotted three points on one side.  I moved the crosshairs to the chest, pulled the trigger, and dropped the six-point mountain buck in the snow.  I checked my watch – 7:02 a.m.
     Later that morning, my nephew Dustin got an eight-point, his first buck ever, and nephews Tom and Steve took antlerless deer toward the end of the season.  Mediocre results for Camp F-Troop, but we all enjoyed a great time in the snowy outdoors.
     Good luck out there. And have a great week outdoors.    

~ Don Feigert, 12-23-08

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