Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. - James 1:17
My father has taught me so much. From my dad I learned to be fair, but stern, to always be honest, and straightforward. To give without expecting anything in return. He taught me that hard work and perseverance pays off. Just a few of many things he has shown and instilled in me and I am forever grateful.
Thank you Dad for never changing and always being who you are, one awesome father!
Happy Father's Day!!!
CRAZY🦌🦌🦌🦌🦌🦌🦌🦌🦌🦌🦌 If you've hunted enough then you probably have at least one crazy hunting story. So for this #flashbackfriday here's one that was every bit of crazy.... November 24, 2012
Cold fall day, setup in an old one-man stand on the opposite end of an empty corn field that bordered a marsh/creek bed. My stand didn't make for an ideal shooting platform, but I knew it was a good spot.
I've since ranged the distance where I first saw him at 550 yards on the opposite side of the field. He walked out of the phragmites and stood on the fields turn row. At that distance I knew he was a good buck, but I had no chance at that range.
I pulled up my twelve gauge weatherby and peered through my scope at him briefly. The normal adrenaline flow, heart beating fast reaction started. Big body, size and the antlers were tall outside the ears, the way he carried himself I knew he was old and definitely a shooter.
Then crazy happened, he took off on a straight charge in my direction! At this point I had no clue why he was running towards me, there had been no shots, no reason for him to be spooked at all.
I was scrambling and placed the scope below his chest patch, which was the only shot I had and squeezed the trigger 💥MISS...Which didn't seem to faze him, or stop him from continuing to charge towards me.
At that point he had made it to me, still running under me just below the treestand and continuing into the woods just behind me. I swung around and gave him a loud "Meeaah"!!! His charge, came to a slow trot, then he stopped 💥 and I let one fly instantly dropping him where he stood.
To this day I still have no idea what would posses a buck like that to run over 500 yards across an open field to his demise.
Call it hunters luck, freak chance, or maybe those hunters prayers I was throwing at him from across the field sent him charging my way. Lol
Either way some six years later and it's one of the craziest experiences I've had with a whitetail....🦌🦌🦌
Throwback to a majestic hunting spot from last season #beautifulbc
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Top🦌 1.5 - 2y.o.
Bottom🦌 2 - 2.5y.o.
From May 2018 pics of two bucks sporting new velvet. I believe I have tc pics of buck on bottom from last year but can't confirm just yet.