kknights27
Well-Known Member
I dont know if you guys/gals remember, but this very incident happened to me last year. The saturday after Thanksgiving I was in stand, and a huge 10 point busted over the hill nose to ground, I put a 50 cal mzl slug in him, and get to tracking, and figure out i gut shot him.
After about 2 hours I continue tracking, and loose the blood trail at the creek, which is 40 yards from road, and across road is different land owner.
I cross creek and continue looking back and forth up n down creek bank, I had passed that buck bedded down 2-3 times, and never knew it!! He jumps up and heads across the road, and I coulda puked. I went to his bed and he sure nuff was bleeding out.
I call landowner that I have permission from, and tell him story, and he warns that the guy across the road is a pure butt plug!! So I drive over, knock on door, as Im waiting I notice a deer feeder in the yard... he comes to door with an evikl look on his face, and an elk printed on his sweatshirt! lol.
This could be good or bad.... It was bad, he was a total jerk. DEnied me permisssion and told me I had some nerve to even drive up the driveway and ask. I would guess that old fart went and got my buck. I still get a very sick feeling from this.
I later figured out my scope was busted on my mzlloder. everytime I would shoot, it would jump all over the paper, switched scopes, and fixed the problem. but I respected his wishes and didnt go after my deer.
In hindsight I wonder if I shoulda went on and did it. I was only doing the right thing, and meant no harm. Its easier to ask forgivness than permission, and I leardned the hard way.
After about 2 hours I continue tracking, and loose the blood trail at the creek, which is 40 yards from road, and across road is different land owner.
I cross creek and continue looking back and forth up n down creek bank, I had passed that buck bedded down 2-3 times, and never knew it!! He jumps up and heads across the road, and I coulda puked. I went to his bed and he sure nuff was bleeding out.
I call landowner that I have permission from, and tell him story, and he warns that the guy across the road is a pure butt plug!! So I drive over, knock on door, as Im waiting I notice a deer feeder in the yard... he comes to door with an evikl look on his face, and an elk printed on his sweatshirt! lol.
This could be good or bad.... It was bad, he was a total jerk. DEnied me permisssion and told me I had some nerve to even drive up the driveway and ask. I would guess that old fart went and got my buck. I still get a very sick feeling from this.
I later figured out my scope was busted on my mzlloder. everytime I would shoot, it would jump all over the paper, switched scopes, and fixed the problem. but I respected his wishes and didnt go after my deer.
In hindsight I wonder if I shoulda went on and did it. I was only doing the right thing, and meant no harm. Its easier to ask forgivness than permission, and I leardned the hard way.