cloverleaf
Handloader
- Sep 10, 2006
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Well- this year was tough, as I went hunting knowing Dad wouldnt be there to call and share the story with. But as these things are meant to be, time out was theraputic. For an old "flatlander" like me a 25 mile an hour breeze always does a good job of cleansing the soul. Health issues meant that I had to hunt from the car this year, but even that wasnt all bad. Lets face it, my "deer stand" had reclining leather seats. 
Not alll bad....but it does mean that your field of fire is kinda small, but the view is still OK. Sun up, and the right edge of my field of fire. No shots here, looking right down the road. However the other side of the road is a short run (as the deer goes) to a county park and safety if you are a deer.
To my left is the end of an old road bed that goes down from the level of the field significantly. That old road bed runs down to a creek that flows into the Minnesota river just a mile or so away.
That river valley looks like this in places
What was behind me was trees and brush- thicker than a dog...so when this little guy tried to sneak out of that road bed and into the park he was about 50 yards away and broadside.
The Federal Trophy tipped copper slug was right on the money, but DESTROYED both shoulders :x The little guy proceeded to run back around the trees in the pic for about 30yards before pilling up. :shock: :? Definite ground shrinkage here but he will be good eatin' !
As long as I was that far west I headed back to SD for a day to see my little sis. Had to stop and take a couple more pics. Its maybe not the "wild places" some of you hunt , but the plains are where my recharge comes from. Hope you enjoy ...sorry for the long post. CL
Not alll bad....but it does mean that your field of fire is kinda small, but the view is still OK. Sun up, and the right edge of my field of fire. No shots here, looking right down the road. However the other side of the road is a short run (as the deer goes) to a county park and safety if you are a deer.
To my left is the end of an old road bed that goes down from the level of the field significantly. That old road bed runs down to a creek that flows into the Minnesota river just a mile or so away.
That river valley looks like this in places
What was behind me was trees and brush- thicker than a dog...so when this little guy tried to sneak out of that road bed and into the park he was about 50 yards away and broadside.
The Federal Trophy tipped copper slug was right on the money, but DESTROYED both shoulders :x The little guy proceeded to run back around the trees in the pic for about 30yards before pilling up. :shock: :? Definite ground shrinkage here
but he will be good eatin' ! As long as I was that far west I headed back to SD for a day to see my little sis. Had to stop and take a couple more pics. Its maybe not the "wild places" some of you hunt , but the plains are where my recharge comes from. Hope you enjoy ...sorry for the long post. CL
