Stories from deer camp - 11/02/14
Deer season is upon us. What a great time of year! I'll open the Minnesota deer season next weekend with T-Zone, Jack, and Pastor Josh up in Duluth. Absolute can't wait, even if I never see a deer. 'Been thinking about all the great stories from year's past. We got get some of them in print here guys. I'll start.
This goes back to my camp in Pennsylvania, probably back in the 60's. My dad and the gang from camp were working a deer drive deep down in a hollow. Dad was one of the standers, and right down on creek. The pushers had routed a bear, and it came blasting right down the hollow, straight towards my dad. He heard the hollers from his buddies first, and then pretty soon here comes this bear, just wanting to be anywhere away from all this noise. Dad saw him coming right at him, with his head back over his shoulder looking at whatever had spooked him. It was obvious that Dad was going to get run over. He really didn't want to shoot it, so he just stuck his gun out in front of himself and yelled BOO! as loud as he could. By then the bear was way too close for comfort. The bear locked up all 4 legs, slid on the leaves and fell flat on it's face. Dad said he could her a very loud OOOF! as it knocked the air out of it's self. It swapped ends, and took off back up through the woods, as fast as it could run. Every time it encountered one of the guys, they'd yell at it and it ran that much faster. Dang bear's probably still runnin'.
This goes back to my camp in Pennsylvania, probably back in the 60's. My dad and the gang from camp were working a deer drive deep down in a hollow. Dad was one of the standers, and right down on creek. The pushers had routed a bear, and it came blasting right down the hollow, straight towards my dad. He heard the hollers from his buddies first, and then pretty soon here comes this bear, just wanting to be anywhere away from all this noise. Dad saw him coming right at him, with his head back over his shoulder looking at whatever had spooked him. It was obvious that Dad was going to get run over. He really didn't want to shoot it, so he just stuck his gun out in front of himself and yelled BOO! as loud as he could. By then the bear was way too close for comfort. The bear locked up all 4 legs, slid on the leaves and fell flat on it's face. Dad said he could her a very loud OOOF! as it knocked the air out of it's self. It swapped ends, and took off back up through the woods, as fast as it could run. Every time it encountered one of the guys, they'd yell at it and it ran that much faster. Dang bear's probably still runnin'.