Nambaster
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My plane had just touched down from Denver. My wife and I had just spent a week in Costa Rica on a retreat and Denver was our final layover before getting home to the Boise airport. As soon as we landed we sprinted to the nearest grocery store to load up on snacks and treats to get my 10 yr old boy hooked on hunting. He is the 3rd child of 6 and his older sister gave it a shot but lost interest. His older brother just isn’t into it. he turned 10 just a couple weeks prior and our last attempt at deer was spread thin due to encountering an unfortunate rafting incident resulting in the passing of stranger. (See post:https://www.hunttalk.com/threads/zoleo-dispatched-an-ambulance.309762/)
We picked him up out of school and jetted straight off to the hunting spot. We anticipated one hour of light. As we arrived we popped over a barbed wire fence and immediately spotted 4 deer. We tried to move in for a shot but they detected us and started to move. As the sun started to go down a large 4x4 buck crested the horizon to leave a skylined silloette
to be burned in his memory for the next day.
We picked him up out of school and jetted straight off to the hunting spot. We anticipated one hour of light. As we arrived we popped over a barbed wire fence and immediately spotted 4 deer. We tried to move in for a shot but they detected us and started to move. As the sun started to go down a large 4x4 buck crested the horizon to leave a skylined silloette
to be burned in his memory for the next day.
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