BUCK FEVER STORIES -------------
This has probably been the rounds before, but should be fun again.
Hope this is in the correct place on the forum, but will leave it to the moderators to adjust as needed.
WE have all heard "buck fever" stories, so thought I might share mine and then sit back and enjoy yours.
For goodness sake, don't start throwing stones at anyone brave enough to share, we all do dumb things and that is part of what makes us interesting.
Mine happened in October of 1968, a year of firsts for me. My first year to hunt with a scope - 3X9Weaver, first year to hunt with a handload, first year with a flat shoot'in, fast step'in rifle, first year to hunt with a rifle I had put together myself.
Back in those days, Herters had a "model perfect" in about anything available in their catalog, and it was from those pages I selected a BSA barreled action in .243, one of their semi-inletted stocks, rosewood grip cap and forend along with the white spacers with the little black zigzags.
Well when the rifle was finally together, it wasn't very pretty, but boy, it did shoot nice groups!
First day of the deer season finds me in the Snake River breaks of Washington state, and along late in the afternoon I came over a ridge and spotted two does and a buck feeding about a hundred yards down the hill.
They didn't see me, so I sat down and veeeery carefully settled the cross hairs about 10" over the bucks back before slowly squeezing the trigger.
Yep, you read it right, critter about 100yds away and holding 10" over his back!
At the shot, they continued to remain where I had first spotted them, and in fact did so while I slowly/carefully took two more shots, both of which were also held very carefully 10" over the buck's back.
After the third shot, they decided they had had enough and took off with me still slinging those 100gr Hornadys out the end of that BSA.
Did I ever get that buck?
Yep, but only after a number of additional shots.
So ended the fun part of the day, as now I was faced with my first time to dress a critter by myself, AND then the first time trying to get a critter out of the canyon and out to the road, a task which was not completed until the next morning.
Did I learn anything that day? Yep, and I have never repeated the 10" over the back thing on a 100 yard deer since. I also learned to carry a pack frame into those brakes for the next season.
Keep em coming!
CDOC