DelSnavely
36 Cal.
Here are some pics of my friend John and I with the deer I shot yesterday. I got him with my Ted Fellowes .45 flintlock longrifle. I was using a .440 ball, cotton flannel sheet, TOTW Mink Oil for lube and a ND Knife River Flint.
This was truly a joint effort. We had hunted hard all day and saw quite a few does, but no bucks. I got a couple dumb shots at does that were on the run, but missed. I guess hitting a deer on the run is something you have to practice at...lol
I would send John up one draw and I would go up the next draw. He would move a little faster than me, so if he spooked anything, they would come over the hill into my draw. It worked really well when ever there were deer to spook.
We worked that way all day and we were on the last leg of the hunt when this guy stood up right below me. I didn't see him at first, but John pointed him out and I slowly followed. With the help of a pair of radios John was able to guide me to where he went into the trees. Since John said he just walked into the trees, I decided to follow real slow and low. I got about 15 feet into the trees when I saw him move. He was headed up the hill about 10 yards in front of me. By the time he turned his head and looked at me, he wouldn't make it up that hill.
Just before he turned his head back to start back up the hill there was a cloud of smoke and he started to stagger hard. As soon as I saw him stagger I hollered to John "DEAD DEER", but John said he knew I hit him as soon as the gun went off.
He's just a little 2x2, but he must have weighed 160 or more field dressed. It took everything John and I had to get this bugger up the hills to the car.
Only 2 more tags to fill by Sunday. One tag can be used during the muzzleloader season Nov. 27 - Dec. 13 so that's a good thing.
I think both of us are gonna need some recouperation time. By the time I got this guy skinned, quartered and separated into managable pieces, I could barely move. John couldn't make it for the full process. He was hurting to bad. I sure hope we are feeling good enough and able to hunt again before Sunday some time. Then we can save the last tag for muzzleloader season.
We're already looking forward to next year though, when John will have a license and can carry a gun and hunt. I think even with the pain, he had a great time and some wonderful memories were made. I told him that this deer and hunt will pale to shooting "his" first deer!
Me with the buck.
John with the buck.
This was truly a joint effort. We had hunted hard all day and saw quite a few does, but no bucks. I got a couple dumb shots at does that were on the run, but missed. I guess hitting a deer on the run is something you have to practice at...lol
I would send John up one draw and I would go up the next draw. He would move a little faster than me, so if he spooked anything, they would come over the hill into my draw. It worked really well when ever there were deer to spook.
We worked that way all day and we were on the last leg of the hunt when this guy stood up right below me. I didn't see him at first, but John pointed him out and I slowly followed. With the help of a pair of radios John was able to guide me to where he went into the trees. Since John said he just walked into the trees, I decided to follow real slow and low. I got about 15 feet into the trees when I saw him move. He was headed up the hill about 10 yards in front of me. By the time he turned his head and looked at me, he wouldn't make it up that hill.
Just before he turned his head back to start back up the hill there was a cloud of smoke and he started to stagger hard. As soon as I saw him stagger I hollered to John "DEAD DEER", but John said he knew I hit him as soon as the gun went off.
He's just a little 2x2, but he must have weighed 160 or more field dressed. It took everything John and I had to get this bugger up the hills to the car.
Only 2 more tags to fill by Sunday. One tag can be used during the muzzleloader season Nov. 27 - Dec. 13 so that's a good thing.
I think both of us are gonna need some recouperation time. By the time I got this guy skinned, quartered and separated into managable pieces, I could barely move. John couldn't make it for the full process. He was hurting to bad. I sure hope we are feeling good enough and able to hunt again before Sunday some time. Then we can save the last tag for muzzleloader season.
We're already looking forward to next year though, when John will have a license and can carry a gun and hunt. I think even with the pain, he had a great time and some wonderful memories were made. I told him that this deer and hunt will pale to shooting "his" first deer!
Me with the buck.
John with the buck.
