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Imagine this.

 

Your in the north woods in the upper part of Wisconsin. Your with a hunting party of about ten guys. All related and one friend. Your surrounded by wilderness,and near the wilderness that surrounds you is more wilderness by two large national forest. The Nicollet  and the Ottawa. For that many millions of acres of forest, you could use large parties to hunt with. Actually ten hunters is not enough sometimes.

It is the 3rd day of hunting season during the deer gun opening weekend. Some of the guys got their deer and some of the guys haven't. At this point there are hunting tags to be filled so you can't call it a very successful hunt.  Thanksgiving is near and some of the guys Will be gone home to their  families.

OK here is the picture. We need more then four deer even if three of them are bucks and one is a doe. There  are still some heavy hearts that need to fill their hunting tags. (The seen.)   Is the third day of the season. Five guys are going to make a deer drive to five standers. In hopes that these hunters can fill some more tags.

Your one of the standers going to await the deer drivers trying to push them whitetail beauties to you, so you can nail one with your deer rifle. You standing waiting patiently as the drivers take their selves to the other side of that batch of woods and eventually they will appear to your side of the woods. Your hope is that a deer will appear first so you can claim your venison. At this time you would even be content with a doe. Because it's either sex this season  you can shoot a doe or a buck. So your standing there waiting and waiting and no drivers walk out yet. So your still praying to see that deer. Suddenly you hear some noise popping in the forest in front of you as you stand on that dirt road waiting for the deer to come bolting out at you. You want to shoot but can't because it's not a deer. It's blazed orange walking right toward you. Don't even raise that rifle. Five guys spread out as far as they can go to push this huge mass of forest land and nothing. Not one deer.

Your standing there asking that driver in a whisper did you see anything in there? No he responds. Soon the other guys walk out and the hunting party meets part way in the road to discuss how to rap up this hunt. When you happened to be looking southbound and you see silhouettes of deer maybe twelve or more walk out of the woods that were behind you  in the batch of woods that your party did not drive yet. These deer are single file about 200 yards down the road or more,  You can't tell if any of them are bucks but they are now walking into the woods that the drivers just came out of. You pick up your rifle to look through the scope their a long way off but you think you see a rack on one of them deer.

That's what happened to me. I swear it to this day that one of them deer that I saw was at least a twelve pointer and a huge body but yet we could not ring off a shot at any of them. Man ! That sucks. The worst part  is I was not able to convince the other hunters that the big deer I saw,  I spotted a rack on it from that distance through my scope.

I even dreamed about taking the big guy with a rack that night in my sleep. None of us got any that day but I know I saw him. I swear to it.  How can I convince?  At any rate two of the guys did get deer the next day. One Doe and a small four pointer Mine was still wondering the woods. The Big Guy with a Rack.  I'll never forget.

Maybe he was an old swamp buck. He seemed big enough to be.  I was accused of an over worked imagination that day. But I don't think so. All the other guys saw the deer. Some of them scoped them in to. But because I saw the buck and they didn't  I'm the one who's crazy. Go and figure. All in all. It was still a great hunt.

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