she did him in @ 130yrds
right for dark.... he stuck his neck out and looked around. i had ta squeeze offa shot for he looked
at tha shoot'n house. bang!!...he flopped but got back up and flopped again.....then he took off lika light'n bolt for
tha thickest dang bramels... i blood trailed him on my hands and knees for bout 30 minutes, which ain't
far but its so thick that a old man can't hang..... so i called for tha blood hound !!!! j3..
i heard him bust off his 4-wheeler and in no time he was on tha trail. that boy hasa natural bite
fer this kinda stuff
he learned very well from the best in the area, his dad. we won't go where he got his
learn'n from
.
anaway, tha 225gr sierra made a nice entrance hole and a heckava exit !!!!.
i've kilt manya whitetail but never seen one go that far with half his lungs and heart on tha ground.
j3 found him about 40yrds inside that thick crawlin brush. he made 2 complete circles in bout a 15yrd
radius then piled up.
all the vitals were wrecked.... i don't thank i'd gotum out ifin i did'nt have the grandson.
i've seen beagles turn away from that crawlin brush chase'n bunnies
well, here he is...... pictures suck but thats all i had.
j3 says "paw-paw, you pack that sausage wif green onion, garlic and red pepper...oh man yeah"
and i'll do just that for that fine young man.......
notice the gut bucket.... its full. j3 got him one bout an hour for i did.
he already had her cleaned and hang'n in tha cooler house before i got there.....he was at our favorite shoot'n house
" tha condo"
its amaze'n what a 13 year old boy can do