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Date:11/22/2014 1:22:17 PM
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More hunting stories. Last time I told you about Pa tracking a rabbit in the snow I had a similiar experience when I was eighteen. It was January and I was going out to wait for the schoolbus. I spotted a rabbit feeding at the edge of the woods. I got out that same .22, only now it had a scope on it. I knelt in the snow and nailed that rabbit from about 60 yards. What a shot! I laid it on the porch and put the gun away. Pa was out eating breakfast somewhere so I told Ma that there was a bunny for Pa to clean when he got home and then I ran out to catch the bus. That evening, when I got off the bus, that rabbit was where I'd left it, frozen to the concrete! That lazy French Canuck couldn't bring himself to clean a rabbit shot by somebody else. Have you ever tried to skin a frozen rabbit? I managed it, but as I write this, the thought occurs to me that I should have thawed it out by putting it in his bed. Good thing I hadn't thought of it then, he would've killed me.

Of course Pa was a crack shot. His best shot was when he was standing in the neighbor's forty just north of his. He was probably 40 or 50 yards away from the barbwire fence that separated the two properties and he saw an 8-pointer trotting south towards the fence. When the buck stopped next to the fence, Pa knew that it would jump over it in a moment. He trained his 30-06 right above the fence post. When the buck jumped, Pa fired, and the deer crumpled on the other side with a heart shot. Now that was a shot worth re-telling! (Which he did, for the rest of his life.) There were other great shots for us to recount. I am proud of a heartshot of a doe at 210 paces and eldest brother David got his first and only buck at Splinter Crick where his wife Susie broke her foot hauling it out. My brother Tommy and I got our first deer within seconds of each other also within sight of each other on a warm Saturday in 1982. So much about the accomplishments. Next time, the magnificent failures that are of as much importance as the successes. -- Gary
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