I didnt recognize it when I was 15, but after my training in the Navy. He was running as if he was going into battle. He was running towards me with the intent to shoot anything to save me. Next I heard running towards my stand, but it wasnt heavy. As they walked I watched them and it was if the trees swallowed them up and they were gone. Then when the roast stopped, I heard the other go like humph!! And then they walked away with their prize over there shoulder. The tree stand was vibrating from the sound waves. From right under me came this Unholy roar. Then what happened next it was all I could do not to piss myself. And then they walked right under my stand. I just watch as they threw these does probably about 150 pounds each over there should like I would have my book bag from school. Their faces were something out of nightmares. But what exploded out of the thorny thicket was these two massive BFs they were on top of these does in milliseconds grabbed them by the throats and snapped the does necks as if they were breaking twigs! These monsters were both reddish brown. 4 doe sprinted away when the hoofs hit the ground. These doe jumped straight up in the air! And there legs were running in mid air as well. When they got near the thicket my jaw dropped. No more birds, squirrels, nothing there was no sound. You know that Erie silence you hear when it is snowing. But I know you couldn’t buy them with that much grain powder in them.Īnyway. I’m not sure what grain he used in the shells. My dad insisted we always loaded heavy with hollow points. So I leaned back against the tree and put my 30.06 across my lap. So I sat on the bench up there and figured whatever it is my chance of getting a buck were gone for next few hours. Our stands were built 360 around two giant oak trees.Īnyway I was seriously waiting to see a damn brama bull come plowing through this scrub. My stand was about 25-30 yards from where the deer run shot through the thickets. I heard what sounded to me like a damn bull running through the thickets. It was snowing so the sun wasnt out full like usual. Something Out Of A Nightmareīill writes “I was 15 it was second day of buck season. Tonight I will be posting a rewind one of my favorites. If you are going to be in Vernal Utah next week stop by and say hi. I am also going to try to do some video production. Next week I will be traveling but I am going to pack my equipment and do some interviews.
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