For some reason, my pictures are turning up too small, so you can't read my quote above. It says:
Okay, so his antlers may have got a "little"
messed up on the 4-wheeler ride back to camp.
...or I mean, I THOUGHT he had antlers before
we got back, I was almost SURE of it!
....so, it wasn't the "BEST" year for me. I still
had you all in suspense for a little while, and
that was almost the most fun of all!
Okay, I was going to post some pictures of me with a MONSTER BUCK...but I KNEW you gals would NOT fall for that, because by now if you KNOW me, you KNOW that IF I got a Monster Buck it would have been posted in here about 10 seconds after I shot it!!
Anyway....here is my deer from this season, it's the one with the HUGE ANTLERS, it's right in the middle the one I am pointing at...C'mon, THAT was KIND of funny, ...right? ...maybe, not so much! LOL! But I hunted my ass off this year, we went out almost every single morning, and we never came in until sundown. I FROZE MY BUTT OFF! There was only a couple days that we slept in and didn't make it out in the morning. And that was only due to the fact that the night before I always made sure my husband had a full beer about every half hour...thinking, praying and hoping, that I didn't have to be out there again for another sun-up to sun-down hunt in the cold! On those mornings, he'd say "ah, did you want to go out this morning?" ...and I'd say "sure, whatever you want to do!" ....then he'd say just the right words, "Maybe we should sleep in for another hour or so....and then about 4 hours later we'd get up. I LOVED every second of those mornings!! And it worked like a charm, everytime! They never happened though until after we both got a deer.) So then it didn't matter to me if I was out there from morning until night because the wind was horrible this year, and it is the first year ever that I didn't get my deer on opening day. I saw a glimpse of two deer on opener, but couldn't get a shot off at either one, nor did I try, they were heading back into the woods and I didn't even see them until it was too late. The wind was so strong and if you didn't see them, you certainly weren't going to hear them first. On Sunday, I again sat out there for another 13 hours or so, (and I'm not even kidding a little bit!), I saw nothing on Sunday. Finally on Monday, I shot the one your looking at below, and yeah,...it's a button buck. But by that time, I was just happy to see a deer!! After I shot him, and my husband came over and gut it out, (no I don't gut my own deer, nor do I ever have ANY intentions of doing so! Give me all the crap you want about it, it won't make the least bit of difference to me, ...it's just never going to happen, that's just a fact!) Anyhow, now where was I? Oh yeah, my husband came and gut my deer...wait, I should first tell you about when I shot my deer. I saw him coming in about 50 - 60 yards away, I was very calm for some reason, which I'm not normally. I watched him walk in, I marked a spot ahead of him a little bit, waited until he walked into it, set it right on his shoulder and shot. ...Then the deer did not drop, he just ran off a little bit, but never fell down. So then I'm worried that he is going to go up and over this hill and down towards a swamp. I can still see him, but only a glimpse of him here or there. I pretty sure I got him with the first shot, but it must not have been a very good shot, because he's still standing. I pull my gun up and he is mostly covered by trees, I try shooting 2 more times at him, once at his neck when I saw it pop out, and once at his head. I'm pretty positive, I didn't hit him either of those times, but I thought I should at least try before he heads on down to the swamp. Well, after I take those second "useless" shots, he starts coming my way, not running, but coming at a pretty good speed. He starts coming my way, and then I realize I do not have any more bullets in my gun! And NOW I have the shakes AND I have to reload...SH*T!! He is now directly UNDER MY STAND. He is injured, but apparently NOT good enough. So, in my head I'm thinking "okay, just stay right there, I'll be just another second or two, gotta reload so I can shoot you right underneath my stand"! I even peaked over my railing once to make sure he was still there, and Oh my God, this was ridiculous! So I reload my clip, put it in, stand up, pull my gun up, as he is looking RIGHT at me, and I shoot him again! This time I can see I shot him right through the shoulder, BUT I was at such an angle, the bullet goes in through his shoulder and goes down at an angle toward his stomach and back legs. So....off he goes running again. OMG, this is the deer that would never DIE! I pull up my rifle, shoot him one more time, and FINALLY he drops! I hit him 3 out of the 5 times. I have no idea what was wrong with my first shot, and why he didn't go down then. It seemed like the perfect shot...but it sure wasn't! While I waited for my husband to come over, I called my dad in the hospital and told him I shot my deer, he seemed pretty happy for me, and even chuckled a little bit after I told him the story that I just told you all. He say's "well, sometimes, it just never goes the way you think it's going to go". Boy is that ever true! So after my husband came over and gut my deer for me, we went back to hunting. I decided to go down by the swamp, it was getting colder and I wanted to walk a bit. So I get down there, and there are highways everywhere! I go right in between where a bunch of them meet up and I back up a few yards, find a log, get my self situated and sit for an hour or so and I can hear one coming in...but I'm not sure which highway he is coming from, and I'm not kidding there was A LOT of highways. Finally, the deer are close enough that I can tell where they are coming from and it is the one that is DIRECTLY in front of me. I am sitting about 5 feet from where they are going to come out of the woods. That was freaky! I wasn't sure what was coming in, and I was totally nervous. If you know me, I never really venture too far from my stand or anything, so this was all new to me. Well, out comes the first DEER (thank god, it was a deer)...and then the second deer, they are going at a pretty good speed. The first doe comes out and she stops right in front of me, maybe 10 feet at the most, she's a really good size doe. But I waited to see the other one come out behind her, nope, no buck...looks to be her fawn. Anyway, the doe stomps and snorts at me. I pulled my gun up, but MY GOD SHE WAS SO CLOSE, I just couldn't do it. ...I put my gun back down and watched them both trott away. It was cool and I liked knowing that I wasn't a person out there just to shoot anything and everything, besides it was a fun day, and I already shot one a few hours before that, and I had the whole rest of the week left still. Well, just a few short minutes later after I passed on those deer, I hear BOOM, BOOM, BOOM....Yup, that'd be my husband, ...he shot them both. They were the only deer he saw the whole week. So I guess it's a darn good thing I let them go for him huh? It's what any NICE WIFE would do for her husband!! (I didn't want to listen to him whine all week about NOT getting a deer, lol!) Sometimes when I feel really bad, I let him sit in my stand....they refer to my stand as "hamburger hill", because that is USUALLY where all the deer go down each year. ...It just wasn't my year for the big one (<I know, that just sounds wrong!...no comments please!) ...but, well, maybe next year! It was still a ton of fun! So my pictures I know were NOT worth the wait, but my story, ...yeah, I'd say it was TOTALLY worth the wait, lmao...or maybe NOT! ...sorry if I disappointed any of you! 
~gg
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