After one whole year without seeing one single deer on iAnders' land, I was beginning to think only scorpions and a few lizards were all that lived on Rancho Gurra. After we killed a Feral Pig a month back, the hunting has definitely improved. On the first morning of the hunt, I managed to spook some wild turkeys (hens and a tom), took a few shots but didn't manage to bring any back to base camp. After I got back to camp and put away the Benelli, within a few minutes I saw some movement to the South; thinking maybe it was a cow, I instinctively went for the Ruger M77 .270. Well, as the story goes, it wasn't a cow but in fact a pretty good sized Texas White Tail.
My pal iAnders got his the morning we were to break camp; a nice buck with eight points.
While I had the most difficult shot, the "frontal" shot, iAnders was faced with the most undesirable shot, the "anal" shot, however he was patient enough to wait for the buck to turn sideways and that's when he dropped him. The meat is being processed in Rocksprings, having steaks and sausage made...uh mm, uh mm! We'll try and make one more trip in January for the late season, but we'll just have to see.
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