It is now a dollar

Written by admin on December 2, 2009 – 12:23 pm -

This is a story taken from the archives of my mind. She has a great deer hunting with a good friend who unfortunately went at an early age from 45 Timo, I call him, so do not want to offend any members of his family, who may stumble upon this article. Timo died of heart disease, like his father before him and his mother also. I think it was doomed from the start. The funny thing is that he was in good shape. Exercised regularly, more and more conscious of his legacy. After seriousa heart attack at the age of 42 his doctor told him he could have exercised too much.

Timo, I asked if he wanted to shoot opener for us, and he accepted with enthusiasm. We have a camp about an hour south of the city was and is preparing to spend three days there. We have a list of things we needed. Beer, sausages, eggs, beer, peppers, crackers, t-paper, and oh yes, more beer.

We arrived in camp the day before and settled in, our beds, light a fire in a flat belly andopen a beer. We have after all is a good offer for us. And it was a good thing we did because there were many hunters in the field that day.

Our conversation that day was a whole series of what was the best beer, which was the best rifle for hunting deer and, of course, the usual stories of those who boast bags a year. Ultimately, we are talking about the new rules this year. State of New York has always seemed just the right onesomething to throw out some hunters' and more opportunities to write summonses to create. Oops, I just give all my friends mad at me in December. But the fact is that you must be a bit 'of a lawyer to interpret some of the rules. Then we discussed the various arguments back and forth on the details. One of the rules that we talked about what a loaded gun on a track. I honestly do not know what the state was then, but now they are not. You can make a gun on a street, but you can not discharge the weapon soany part of the projectile traveling on any part of the road. It seems relatively simple, but still there are debates and interpretations, the debate continues.

Now we are on a country lane about two miles back in the woods, and it was a dead end. From the road there were several old logging roads, there were more than trails through the woods. We have already decided that you can shoot out of the way, no matter what.

The evening ended early, when everyone wanted to get a good night, Sleep then wake up at four in the morning. We got up and the field is usually Nazis asked how we want our eggs mix. I think he thought it was a joke. Not if you do not want to touch eggs.Anyway we were already working to prepare for the big game. last minute checks of gear we can ensure we have enough shells, a knife, a compass, extra gloves, Binos, chocolate bars, had a candy bar, when hunting deer, and various other things. Substantially all knew where the other will be as it wasPart of our conversation the night before. Fear can come with me, and I wanted to be sure it has a nice deer.

As we walked along the street, I found the place I wanted to be found for days. I was a good omen for Timo had found and told him to sit there and I would be about fifty yards west of him. We were in the north, so it was to his left. When the sun came up and 'was a beautiful day. Not long before the first shots were heard in the distance. A little 'dark to me, but begins to developLighter. We sat for about thirty minutes, when suddenly I heard a deer coming and coming fast through the thick brush.When I try to install I was not really the body of the deer to see, but I could see the horns. Dollar monster, I have never seen. My heart started racing and I could see the buck was headed right toward Timo. I can not think Timo is a monster Buck did not fire. I will be your best friend forever. I'm waiting. I could see the buck, but I can not really count the points, butLarge 10-12-points. teeth and thick and large. Now is right in front of Timo. Why not shoot? And 'there. Nothing. Timo C'mon, shoot! Suddenly the boundaries Buck and snort away. Probably the biggest stretch I've ever seen in my life, and Timo did not shoot.

Soon to where I was, and expression of his face was priceless. His eyes were as big as the Grand Canyon. Open mouth "you saw that Buck?" asked. Of course I did idiot. Becausedid not you shoot? Well people some lessons have been learned at great cost. The night before the time when all we talk about rules, Timo heard every word carefully, and while we all dream big for the dollar that we had to shoot the next day could focus Timo not to violate the law. There was no way the keeper wanted to give him a ticket for a loaded rifle on the street, so when the car and we all left the loaded gun that would have been saddened Timocompliance. He left the taxi in the morning and when I sat with him at the logs, and when the sun came up, and that Buck bounding down the hill, Timo has always respected and still had not loaded his rifle, and when I saw to deer snort and bound off, it was because he had raised his gun and Timo at a distance of less than ten meters and pulled the trigger when the gun and click Timo must remember that you forgot to load the rifle.


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