Post by eddiec on Jan 15, 2022 15:17:53 GMT -6
I'm sitting with Dad in case he needs something and I got time so I thought I would type out this story. He's in assisted living and has a respiratory infection ( not CV).
I live in western part of Tennessee. Several years ago, for some reason, I joined a lease 6 hours away in the eastern part of the state. Big difference between mostly flat swampy small hills of west TN and edge of the mountain range in East TN. Any way I did it for 2 years. This story is about one of those trips.
The guys that had this lease for several years that made a food plot between 2 ridge tops. These ridges ran north and south with the connecting saddle on the north end and the main logging road was on that saddle. After lunch this particular day I was walking around on the west ridge, mostly trying to learn the place. At one point I could see the food plot about 200 yards down hill through the open timber and saw a dozen or so turkeys in the plot. TN had just opened a fall season on turkeys. I immediately got into hunt mode and thought to myself why not try a stalk. There was some underbrush so I dropped my backpack but left my hip quiver. This is when I learned to hate my quiver choice. I kept losing an arrow to the brush.
To my amazement I was able to get down the hill side to the edge of the field without spooking the turkeys. But the problem was I didn't get there fast enough to beat the setting sun before they headed into the woods on the opposite side of the plot.
This is when it got fun. Right then a doe walked into the field about 50-60 yards away and I thought" I'm going to shoot this doe!" She came walking down the edge of the field, I was about 10 yards of the edge, wind her to me and I had never pulled a string on a deer at ground level before.
Moment of truth had just arrived and I pulled to anchor, looking at the ribs behind the shoulder AND SHE STOPPED AND STARED AT ME at 10 yards or so. I FROZE. I figured she was trying to figure me out since I was wearing a leafy suit.
I'm not sure how long we stared at each other but I finally thought SHOOT!!!!!!
The arrow flew right between the ears. FIELD GOAL!!🤣
Even though I didn't shoot the deer, I counted it as a successful trip on several accounts.
I live in western part of Tennessee. Several years ago, for some reason, I joined a lease 6 hours away in the eastern part of the state. Big difference between mostly flat swampy small hills of west TN and edge of the mountain range in East TN. Any way I did it for 2 years. This story is about one of those trips.
The guys that had this lease for several years that made a food plot between 2 ridge tops. These ridges ran north and south with the connecting saddle on the north end and the main logging road was on that saddle. After lunch this particular day I was walking around on the west ridge, mostly trying to learn the place. At one point I could see the food plot about 200 yards down hill through the open timber and saw a dozen or so turkeys in the plot. TN had just opened a fall season on turkeys. I immediately got into hunt mode and thought to myself why not try a stalk. There was some underbrush so I dropped my backpack but left my hip quiver. This is when I learned to hate my quiver choice. I kept losing an arrow to the brush.
To my amazement I was able to get down the hill side to the edge of the field without spooking the turkeys. But the problem was I didn't get there fast enough to beat the setting sun before they headed into the woods on the opposite side of the plot.
This is when it got fun. Right then a doe walked into the field about 50-60 yards away and I thought" I'm going to shoot this doe!" She came walking down the edge of the field, I was about 10 yards of the edge, wind her to me and I had never pulled a string on a deer at ground level before.
Moment of truth had just arrived and I pulled to anchor, looking at the ribs behind the shoulder AND SHE STOPPED AND STARED AT ME at 10 yards or so. I FROZE. I figured she was trying to figure me out since I was wearing a leafy suit.
I'm not sure how long we stared at each other but I finally thought SHOOT!!!!!!
The arrow flew right between the ears. FIELD GOAL!!🤣
Even though I didn't shoot the deer, I counted it as a successful trip on several accounts.
