11 November 2005

DEER HUNTING BLUES


Well, this morning I went hunting down on Logan Creek. I tracked a deer for a little while and heard it about 60 yards away in the brush. I saw it moving away , so I grunted my call. Then lo and behold a nice buck stood up and I could see his yellow rack. I grunted and he stopped, but he was in a thicket. So I figured I would try to head him off around the next bend. Then I glanced about 20 yards from him and noticed a no trespassing sign on almost every tree . There were no signs where I parked my truck or where I walked into the woods. Of course a "hunting club " had it posted. I have hunted there for seven years.So I watched as the buck and doe disappeared into the posted land.Before you know it, if you don't own land or belong to a dadblame hunt club, you won't be able to hunt private land anymore. Pisses me off! I hope somebody in the "club" gets the deer, eats it, gets chronic wasting disease, and everybody in the club gets ten ingrown toenails. I'm running out of places to hunt. Thanks you bunch of effin dillholes.

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