Carpdaddy
12 pointer
It’s that time again and I’m feeling blessed to be able to hunt some this season! I don’t go as far in the woods, climb as early, or stay as long, but I sure enjoy hunting. So I thought I would journal my season and share what it’s like trying to hunt when you’re a sickly ole codger!
Day one, opening morning, rain and all, I was in a tree. But unlike in times past, I was in a ladder stand, driven right to it in a side by side by a friend. Around 8:00 AM I caught movement coming up the hill toward me. Sure enough it was a large old doe. Unfortunately she didn’t get that old by being dumb and I could see right off that she knew something was out of place. I think she caught movement before I did, probably that silly old Carp sitting in a tree looking at his phone, and laughing about his buddy having hornet issues in his tree. Why do they issue “smart phones” to dumb people like me? And why would anyone be looking at their phone while hunting, oh well. Anyhow, her not know what it was kept easing towards me, and I kept easing up with bow in hand. As she cautiously approached something else caught my eye, a Buck I hadn’t saw walked out from behind my tree, he stopped right under my stand, maybe 5-6 yards! This was too good, opening morning and a buck wanting to make things easy on me. But as I sized him up I saw it was only a four pointer, not worth ending my season of hunting bucks for, so I chose to pass. I then turned my attention back to the doe that had now came within 15 yards, still nervous, and wondering why the buck wasn’t getting in trouble. After a while she made the mistake of coming in to about 12 yards and broadside. Sounds easy doesn’t it? Not if you’re an old Carp! I done had her claimed as I eased my fingers to the string....(to be continued...)
My bow of choice foe opening day: the Rainbow Carp. A bow I built back in 2013, it was crying to hunt again...
Day one, opening morning, rain and all, I was in a tree. But unlike in times past, I was in a ladder stand, driven right to it in a side by side by a friend. Around 8:00 AM I caught movement coming up the hill toward me. Sure enough it was a large old doe. Unfortunately she didn’t get that old by being dumb and I could see right off that she knew something was out of place. I think she caught movement before I did, probably that silly old Carp sitting in a tree looking at his phone, and laughing about his buddy having hornet issues in his tree. Why do they issue “smart phones” to dumb people like me? And why would anyone be looking at their phone while hunting, oh well. Anyhow, her not know what it was kept easing towards me, and I kept easing up with bow in hand. As she cautiously approached something else caught my eye, a Buck I hadn’t saw walked out from behind my tree, he stopped right under my stand, maybe 5-6 yards! This was too good, opening morning and a buck wanting to make things easy on me. But as I sized him up I saw it was only a four pointer, not worth ending my season of hunting bucks for, so I chose to pass. I then turned my attention back to the doe that had now came within 15 yards, still nervous, and wondering why the buck wasn’t getting in trouble. After a while she made the mistake of coming in to about 12 yards and broadside. Sounds easy doesn’t it? Not if you’re an old Carp! I done had her claimed as I eased my fingers to the string....(to be continued...)
My bow of choice foe opening day: the Rainbow Carp. A bow I built back in 2013, it was crying to hunt again...
