Jen and Nyle have been in North Carolina all this week visiting Valeria and Angelo. They are going to be back Tuesday. So It's been very quite around here, and just a little boring. This evening I was sitting here watching an uninteresting football game when I had a thought.
I'm going deer hunting.
It's been a dreary, misty, rainy day about 40 deg. The kind of weather that deer like to get up and move around to dry and stay warm. I've got 5 acres here and a good bit of it is wooded and down hill from my house. And there is a huge woods straight on back. This house has 3 floors and from the top floor (crows nest) you can see all the way to the bottom of this big hill out back. I have a bed up there and two big windows at the head of the bed. Hmmm, could I? Should I? YA! I went out to the shop and found my gun and 2 bullets. I don't have the clip so I basically have a single shot with a BIG scope. It looks much like a sniper rifle. I have to admit while I was climbing the stairs to the crows nest I did think about Lee Harvey Oswald.
I got in the bed with my rifle. I open the window then took the screen off and laid it aside. I then pulled out my deer call and blew Grrrr! Grrrr! Nothing. I wait 10 minutes and Grrr! Grrr! Nothing. 10 minutes and again, Grrr! Grrr! .....POP! SNAP! Something is down there somewhere! Ear plugs! Ear plugs! I've got to put my ear plugs in.... Got them in...Wait 1 minute 2...3...Aha I see one slipping from my neighbors place left of my place. So I wait for it...wait..wait...
I see where she is headed and get my rifle ready. A nice clear opening way down at the bottom of the big hill and now on my place about 125 -150 yards from me. I thought "Am I really going to take a deer from my bed?! BOOOOOOM!!!! Yep...I wonder if anyone else heard that. :o)
The deer fell straight down...
I took my ear plugs out and watched to make sure she stayed down. I hear my far neighbor far away whistle and call for his dog. I'm thinking he might believe I may have just shot it for getting after my chickens again. However I've already considered that and decided it's not worth a chicken to have a feud with a neighbor. If his dog were to kill my foul I can be reimbursed by the county as they have set such a thing up to discourage someone shooting another persons dog. Good idea...
Wow, it worked! Now what? I go down there and field dress it out,drag it up this huge hill, skin it out and process it. It took me about 2 hours from the hunting (shooting) to having a processed deer.
Now I'm back in my chair drinking ice tea and watching another football game.
I couldn't have done this if Jen and Nyle were home. The sound of a small cannon going off in the upstairs of the house is one of those things I don't think he or she would like very much. And I'm pretty sure she would not let me hang this deer out on her front porch clothes line.
However, I would rather have them home and I would leave the hunting to the professionals. But since my hired gun, Colton, hasn't produced a deer for us this year... well,, a country boy will survive. And besides, Iwas bored...
They better get home soon...
I think there are turkey back in there too!
