Harris hawker
LSB Member
I went hunting tonight and it was oh so eventful, and I didn't squeeze 1 shot off or see 1 pig.
Act 1.
My friend invites me down to hunt so I pack the bird and boy up and we head down there.
Bird didn't catch anything but had some good chases.
So we get done and my son asks me if I brought the pistol.
Well I thought it was in the bag.
It wasn't, he took it out and I didn't know it.
So my friend says he can use his rifle.
Act 2.
My friend went to fly his bird so he told me to get his rifle and told me there were rounds in the cabin.
I ask him what types of rounds and he says 30-06.
So I got his case and pull the gun out, where he said there was ammo there wasn't. So I went back to the bag and found 2 rounds. Well that should be enough, I have my 6.8 and 30 110g hornaday rounds.
PLENTY!!
So we exit the cabin and head to the feeders.
I load the 30-06 rounds into the mag and chamber it.
The bolt on the gun doesn't close.
HMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!
Ok, so I verified the bullet was 30-06 before I picked them out.
Now I decide to make sure the gun is 30-06, I look at the barrel and find it a .270.
0.O
Ok so we still have 30 rounds of 6.8 to play with, it all good!
Act 3.
We get to our spot with the AR and the browning .270 battle ax, it was an ax since we didn't have ammo.
We sit down on the ground and watch the feeder, it's about 6:30pm.
All of a sudden I hear a loud
FOOOOSH!
I thought my son sneezed so I look and ask if that was him quietly.
He puts his hands above his head with fingers spread out to make antlers and points.
Sure enough there was a deer, there was absolutely no wind so the deer knew we were there but couldn't pin point us.
So it's bobbing and weaving and stretching its neck looking for us.
Mind you it's getting dark and the moon didn't come out till 9pm.
So I ignore it but keep an eye out incase the deer decides to go mike Tyson on us.
Then we hear FOOOSH! Again but closer!!
Now I'm worried a little.
But now it's too dark and I can't see.
A few minutes later,
FOOOOOSH!
A little closer!!
Then it stops.
It must be gone.
Then my leg starts going to sleep so I stand up and FOOOOOOSH, and foot beats running away!
So I turn with my AR and flash my light to make SURE it's going away!!
The deer had distanced its self rapidly. Ok I can live with that.
It's dark at this point.
Then we hear twigs breaking, a lot of them. So I flash my light and see nothing.
A little later it sounds like a heard of elephants are running around.
So I flash the light and nothing.
Ok, weird.
A few minutes later the elephants are back!
And the are right next to us.
So I light it up and see nothing.
The grass is about knee hi so I should see pigs.
My son is getting closer to me and then behind me.
I mean there was enough noise being made to drown out screaming kids!!
I'm freaking out.
It's like the scene from ALIENS where they are in the medical bay and all the doors were welded shut, but the motion sensors were saying they were in the room and the aliens were coming from the ceiling.
EXCEPT THERE WAS NO CEILING!!!!
Then my son sees something!
There dad, he whispers quickly.
Where, WHERE?!
He points so I follow with the light, and I pass over where he was pointing with the light.
He grabs the barrel and points ANNNNNDDD.....
it was a FREAKIN ARMADILLO!!
No really 1 armadillo made more noise than 20 pigs.
Was I relieved, sure, but I was PISSED also.
My heart rate was 160 and I was scared to DEATH!!!!
That dillo almost didn't make it to tomorrow.
Holy cow!!
What a night!!
Wouldn't trade it for the world!!!
The end
Act 1.
My friend invites me down to hunt so I pack the bird and boy up and we head down there.
Bird didn't catch anything but had some good chases.
So we get done and my son asks me if I brought the pistol.
Well I thought it was in the bag.
It wasn't, he took it out and I didn't know it.
So my friend says he can use his rifle.
Act 2.
My friend went to fly his bird so he told me to get his rifle and told me there were rounds in the cabin.
I ask him what types of rounds and he says 30-06.
So I got his case and pull the gun out, where he said there was ammo there wasn't. So I went back to the bag and found 2 rounds. Well that should be enough, I have my 6.8 and 30 110g hornaday rounds.
PLENTY!!
So we exit the cabin and head to the feeders.
I load the 30-06 rounds into the mag and chamber it.
The bolt on the gun doesn't close.
HMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!
Ok, so I verified the bullet was 30-06 before I picked them out.
Now I decide to make sure the gun is 30-06, I look at the barrel and find it a .270.
0.O
Ok so we still have 30 rounds of 6.8 to play with, it all good!
Act 3.
We get to our spot with the AR and the browning .270 battle ax, it was an ax since we didn't have ammo.
We sit down on the ground and watch the feeder, it's about 6:30pm.
All of a sudden I hear a loud
FOOOOSH!
I thought my son sneezed so I look and ask if that was him quietly.
He puts his hands above his head with fingers spread out to make antlers and points.
Sure enough there was a deer, there was absolutely no wind so the deer knew we were there but couldn't pin point us.
So it's bobbing and weaving and stretching its neck looking for us.
Mind you it's getting dark and the moon didn't come out till 9pm.
So I ignore it but keep an eye out incase the deer decides to go mike Tyson on us.
Then we hear FOOOSH! Again but closer!!
Now I'm worried a little.
But now it's too dark and I can't see.
A few minutes later,
FOOOOOSH!
A little closer!!
Then it stops.
It must be gone.
Then my leg starts going to sleep so I stand up and FOOOOOOSH, and foot beats running away!
So I turn with my AR and flash my light to make SURE it's going away!!
The deer had distanced its self rapidly. Ok I can live with that.
It's dark at this point.
Then we hear twigs breaking, a lot of them. So I flash my light and see nothing.
A little later it sounds like a heard of elephants are running around.
So I flash the light and nothing.
Ok, weird.
A few minutes later the elephants are back!
And the are right next to us.
So I light it up and see nothing.
The grass is about knee hi so I should see pigs.
My son is getting closer to me and then behind me.
I mean there was enough noise being made to drown out screaming kids!!
I'm freaking out.
It's like the scene from ALIENS where they are in the medical bay and all the doors were welded shut, but the motion sensors were saying they were in the room and the aliens were coming from the ceiling.
EXCEPT THERE WAS NO CEILING!!!!
Then my son sees something!
There dad, he whispers quickly.
Where, WHERE?!
He points so I follow with the light, and I pass over where he was pointing with the light.
He grabs the barrel and points ANNNNNDDD.....
it was a FREAKIN ARMADILLO!!
No really 1 armadillo made more noise than 20 pigs.
Was I relieved, sure, but I was PISSED also.
My heart rate was 160 and I was scared to DEATH!!!!
That dillo almost didn't make it to tomorrow.
Holy cow!!
What a night!!
Wouldn't trade it for the world!!!
The end
