Three times in 50 yrs. m/l hunting , I've had attacks of bumb luck or just stupid took over. Once at the age of 35 yrs. , I needed glasses , and knew it. Walked up on a feeding deer , at 50 yds.. Pa. late flintlock season , open iron sights , longrifle. Deer's head behind a tree , and thought I picked the end of the deer , w/ the front shoulder visible , but the ball went through the liver instead of the heart/lungs. That day the best deer tracker in the country was w/me. Through the afternoon , we finally got the meat. That learned me a lesson. I got glasses, too.
Next attack of dumb happened one morning in fresh snow tracking a deer. Light snow falling , kept making me clean my iron sights , so I could see the sights quickly. Sure enough , about a mile and a half from where the track started , I came to a small hill top , laurel patch , w/ tracks every where. This is where dumb "attacked " me. To easily clear the fresh snow from my rear sight , I blew on it. Seems I was 10 yds. from a deer laying in the snow bedded down. Clearing my sight w/a puff of air , sounded like an alarm to the deer , and at least six deer , bounded away to safety. Was hunting alone , so didn't have anyone to kick me in the brain ,located near my A$$. LOL!!
Late Pa. flint m/l season , had hunted about three miles trying to find a deer . Late in the day , was hunting back toward the truck to head for the tavern. (only to warm up ,of course). About 1/3 mile from the truck, went around a knoll in the woods , and there stood 18 deer at 20 yds. away. My .62 dropped the big doe in front and the rest ran down hill across a creek to my hunting buddy helping my son pull his deer back to the truck. Hunting buddy dropped the buck in the herd , and the herd ran back up to me , again at 20 yds. , and stood looking back. Well ,instead of dropping the 2nd deer ,dunce boy , (me), had somewhere during the day lost his short starter for reloading the .62. The herd walked away from me , holding an empty rifle. AAAAAHHHHH !!! Guess ,making mistakes makes a better hunter. Just why does it happen to Dunce boy??? Late season flint ,m/l deer season is the ultimate challenge if you want it to be ,more closely similar to 18th century deer chasing. It's a young man's sport , due to deer moving around , and having to locate them in rough terrain , and adverse weather................oldwood