I am sitting on a ridge of oaks cuddling with my 1951 336A in .35 Rem.
It’s 3:00pm CST and 47F. And absolutely pleasant here.
As I sit here, I have yet to see even a squirrel. So it gives me time to ponder, how the blazes am I going to drag a deer 3/4 of a mile out of the surrounding swamp and farm fields. That is, if I shoot one.
Have a good weekend folks,
The Gene Pool is in need of a lot of Chlorine!
Better yet, drain the entire pool!
One step at a time! (Take breaks!)
Good luck for a buck!
I know the feeling. Sometimes you just need to hold your 35!
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If you have any cattle driving experience at all, you should be able to gently herd the deer closer to your vehicle. Shouldn't be a problem.
If you do NOT have cattle driving experience, well - as the minister told the new sheriff in Blazing Saddles, "Son, you're on your own."
Here in the mountains I always try and hunt "uphill" from the truck. In '92 I shot a hoss and learned my lesson well.
JM "Jenuine Marlin"
A Ghost Ring brings everything into perspective.
I also enjoy taking my 67 year old gal hunting with me, but she's the "flesh and blood" type - my lovely wife!
Team 45-70 #1860
United Bowhunters of N.J.
Salem County Sportsmens Club
Life Member, Past Chief Harrisonville Fire Co.
If that's her your holding in the pic she looks great for 67!