Recap of Wisconsin opening morning.

I had an interesting opener. I shot at a buck about 150 yards out around 6:30 opening morning. I waited awhile, then went to get out of my stand when a doe walked by at about 110 yards. I unloaded my clip on her. She was bounding back and forth across this swap like a something out of a video game. I loaded the second clip and took another shot. She finally stopped and stood broadside. Then I heard ‘clink, clink………………..crack’. My second clip was slightly bent, and didn’t fit into the gun properly. In the heat of the moment I hadn’t noticed. The sound was my clip falling out of my gun, hitting the treestand, then falling to the ground.

I got out of the stand, and looked for the doe, with all that shooting, I only hit her in the tallow. (not my proudest moment). Then I started looking for the buck. I tracked him for over 4 hours. I crossed a few swamps, forded a river, then lost it in a cedar bog. The kind with that green moss that sinks down 6 inches with every step. It was a muscle shot on the buck.

So I hiked my ass back to my stand, my legs cramping the entire time because I hadn’t drank anything in 7 hours. I got some water, then walked back to my car because I was out of bullets. I went back to the stand, ate 4 candy bars, drank more water, and fell asleep for about half and hour. I woke up, saw a doe about 40 yards to my right, turned and started blasting away at her. She died with in 20 yards. Right through the heart.

I shot ten times opening day, very fun.

Picture to come.