I've spent a number of great years walking through the adirondack forests looking for the proverbial "great buck". I've taken a number of deer over the years. Less than many, more than others. I've passed up on a fair number of deer as many of you have as well. This past Saturday at about 4:00PM, I ended a draught for a buck, that has lasted 6 years. Took a wiley 5 point, with an aweful nice body of 130 lbs or so. I called Ward on the radio. Nothing. I headed toward where I had shot at the deer. It was very obvious that the deer was not going to travel far. I found him down the mountain about 100 yards or so. After dressing him out, I contnued my calls to Ward. Nothing. At about 7:00pm,while dragging in the dark, I tried the radio again. Where the %@#* are you was the reply. That's my boy, I thought. Wardy came up over the mountain, and off we went. Only problem was Mrs. Slamdog and Malcolms girlfriend had been waiting for two hours to go to dinner. Mrs. S wanted to call SAR.........thankfully, she settled down after dinner and a couple of legal bevarages. And now, we have black powder starting next Monday........Happy hunting. Slam
End the draught
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