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Aug. 4th, 2009 05:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kaviiqOkay, so I went out hunting yesterday. It was about 8:00 at night when I finally got to the campsite.
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Pyrry: Dad, a friend, and I were out on a walk, just to see if we could see anything.
Pyrry: An hour or so into the walk, Dad makes a deer call out of a piece of flagging tape and starts blowing into it.
Pyrry: He calls in a doe. She walks around a bit, sees us, and takes off. No harm done, right?
Pyrry: So Dad blows it a little more.
Pyrry: Two bucks walk out of the woods.
Pyrry: So I get down on my knees and try to draw a bead on him with limited lighting.
Pyrry: It takes me a second, but I finally get him in my sights.
Pyrry: I squeeze the trigger...
Pyrry: Nothing. D:
Pyrry: I squeeze it again. Nothing happens.
Pyrry: So I wonder 'wtf?' to myself and check the safety.
Pyrry: Meanwhile, Dad's growling at me to shoot the deer already. He's got Buck Fever, 102 degrees.
Pyrry: I fiddle around with my safety more. It turns out I didn't have it all the way off.
Pyrry: So I line up my sights again, and slowly squeeze again...
Pyrry: ...
Pyrry: ... BLAM
Pyrry: And then Dad leaps up and starts yelling.
Pyrry: He was more excited than I was.
Pyrry: Immediately after that, our friend tries to hush Dad, who has now fallen down in excitement, and tries to rush after the second buck.
Pyrry: He gets him, but it takes him a couple of shots.
Pyrry: So now we've got two fat deer and about... 30 minutes of sunlight.
Pyrry: And it turns out that we had wandered waaay farther away from camp than we thought.
Pyrry: So after an hour of stumbling around in the darkness, we finally give up, hoist the deer up on a fallen log, and decide to look for camp.
Pyrry: ... It was less than a hundred yards away.
Pyrry: We all felt pretty stupid after that. :D;;
Needless to say, I feel pretty awesome right now. Or rather, I feel a lot more useful. :3
.
Pyrry: Dad, a friend, and I were out on a walk, just to see if we could see anything.
Pyrry: An hour or so into the walk, Dad makes a deer call out of a piece of flagging tape and starts blowing into it.
Pyrry: He calls in a doe. She walks around a bit, sees us, and takes off. No harm done, right?
Pyrry: So Dad blows it a little more.
Pyrry: Two bucks walk out of the woods.
Pyrry: So I get down on my knees and try to draw a bead on him with limited lighting.
Pyrry: It takes me a second, but I finally get him in my sights.
Pyrry: I squeeze the trigger...
Pyrry: Nothing. D:
Pyrry: I squeeze it again. Nothing happens.
Pyrry: So I wonder 'wtf?' to myself and check the safety.
Pyrry: Meanwhile, Dad's growling at me to shoot the deer already. He's got Buck Fever, 102 degrees.
Pyrry: I fiddle around with my safety more. It turns out I didn't have it all the way off.
Pyrry: So I line up my sights again, and slowly squeeze again...
Pyrry: ...
Pyrry: ... BLAM
Pyrry: And then Dad leaps up and starts yelling.
Pyrry: He was more excited than I was.
Pyrry: Immediately after that, our friend tries to hush Dad, who has now fallen down in excitement, and tries to rush after the second buck.
Pyrry: He gets him, but it takes him a couple of shots.
Pyrry: So now we've got two fat deer and about... 30 minutes of sunlight.
Pyrry: And it turns out that we had wandered waaay farther away from camp than we thought.
Pyrry: So after an hour of stumbling around in the darkness, we finally give up, hoist the deer up on a fallen log, and decide to look for camp.
Pyrry: ... It was less than a hundred yards away.
Pyrry: We all felt pretty stupid after that. :D;;
Needless to say, I feel pretty awesome right now. Or rather, I feel a lot more useful. :3
