I hope that y'all can learn from this story. Always look up!
So I got to my stand tonight for a quick evening hunt. I hook my bow to the pull rope, attach my harness, and start my climb up the tree. All is right with the world at this time.....I am one with nature as I make my way up to the stand of death. As I get halfway up, I notice something move to my right, about a foot away from me. No big deal, I thought, just a squirrel. As my eyes shift to see what is hugging my death tree, all I see is grey. Then it gets bigger the more I look at it. Next thing I know, I am face to face with damn coon, and it ain't the kind that eats fried chicken!
Great, just what I wanted. Have you ever tried to get a coon out of your killin tree? Not as easy as you think. So I finally get it to climb onto a branch. I make my way back up the tree, and then form a game plan on how to kill the little sucker. Cant CHOOT him.....he's facing right towards the neighbors property, so if by chance the arrow doesn't hit one of the 3000 branches between me and them, I could hit the house (slim chance it would happen, but you don't know my luck). No rocks to throw. No sticks big enough to reach him. So I did what every other bowhunter would do.....I made him an audience member! So for an hour an a half this guy just sat and watched me do my thing. he was about 15 feet away the entire evening. And to top off my wonderful night, I never seen a deer.
Moral of the story...........always look up before you climb to your stand! You never know what is going to join you!
So I got to my stand tonight for a quick evening hunt. I hook my bow to the pull rope, attach my harness, and start my climb up the tree. All is right with the world at this time.....I am one with nature as I make my way up to the stand of death. As I get halfway up, I notice something move to my right, about a foot away from me. No big deal, I thought, just a squirrel. As my eyes shift to see what is hugging my death tree, all I see is grey. Then it gets bigger the more I look at it. Next thing I know, I am face to face with damn coon, and it ain't the kind that eats fried chicken!
Great, just what I wanted. Have you ever tried to get a coon out of your killin tree? Not as easy as you think. So I finally get it to climb onto a branch. I make my way back up the tree, and then form a game plan on how to kill the little sucker. Cant CHOOT him.....he's facing right towards the neighbors property, so if by chance the arrow doesn't hit one of the 3000 branches between me and them, I could hit the house (slim chance it would happen, but you don't know my luck). No rocks to throw. No sticks big enough to reach him. So I did what every other bowhunter would do.....I made him an audience member! So for an hour an a half this guy just sat and watched me do my thing. he was about 15 feet away the entire evening. And to top off my wonderful night, I never seen a deer.
Moral of the story...........always look up before you climb to your stand! You never know what is going to join you!
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