Friday, December 6, 2013

The mountain top.....tradition

When my son and I arrived in Pennsylvania on Sunday morning the skies were on the brightening, and the air felt crisp. It had rained earlier and the woods were full of that earthy smell that is hard to describe. We have on most years gone to scout the piece of mountain we have hunted for over 25 years, not that anything has changed, but sort of a tradition. Deer hunting is full of tradition and that's as much the magnet as harvesting a deer. We pulled into the driveway of a landowner who has allowed us to park on his land. This little gesture has paid off in letting access the state land that borders his property. We only see this gentleman once or twice a year, but are treated like family when we do.

We put on our orange jackets and began our walk up the mountain to check things out. When we reached a woods road we were surprised what we saw. The power line that had been there since the first time we came to the mountain was changed in a big way. The power company was putting a mega cable through the right a way. They had cut the trees back about 15 to 20 yards on either side. It was not the same. We did not know what effect this would have on tomorrows hunt.

The alarm went off at 3:30 AM. A fast shower and check of the weather. We had received some snow overnight and the weather for today was iffy. With the gear in the vehicle we headed for coffee and at a 24 hour Turkey Hill. The coffee was fresh and hot, and the egg sandwich tasted so good. By 4:30 we were making our way through the dark woods. A bit of rain was falling and the wet forest floor made for slippery conditions. After we arrived at our usual stands it was still quite dark. My son hunts down from me and is about 300 yards. Looking through the trees for the rock I have hunted on for years I noticed I was able to get there with out an issue. I placed my rifle on the ground and removed my pack and got comfortable. That's when the rain had turned to sleet and snow. That's deer hunting.

About 9 AM I noticed a shadow moving through a clearing. It had that stop, look and move walk of a whitetail buck. I viewed him for a while and had hoped he would turn toward me for a shot, that did not happen.

It was now 1PM and nether my son or I saw another deer. The sun had made a brief appearance and felt good. I had just finished some peanut butter crackers. When I looked up I saw a deer walking straight toward me. I estimate it was about 75 yards. I reached down for my rifle and brought it into position. The deer still hadn't picked me up. He was about 50 yards and looking at me eye to eye. I could see his tail coming up and the 243 let go. The deer dropped. I waited a few minutes and went to where it was down. He lay there, the one shot had taken him quickly. Before tagging him I said a few words of thanks to the deer and those who gave me the chance to harvest this wonderful animal.

My son soon reached me and after dressing the deer helped to move the heavy back to the vehicle. This is no easy task and I appreciate his help. All part of this tradition.

Normally the tenderloins would be eaten as soon as we got in. But this time we waited until we got home, and they were fried for breakfast with scrambled eggs. "A New Tradition Started"



26 comments:

  1. Fantastic picture of the orange vest through the trees!

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  2. At one time, in my hunting days, I owned a Remington .243. The sweetest gun ever. Breakfast looks awesome.

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    1. Mark Kautz,
      Thanks.
      That's the rifle I shoot. It has taken its share of deer.

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  3. Glad you had a great hunt with your son. The breakfast looks like it was really good with all the hard work put into it. I have killed a few deer in CT with my 6mm and the light fast rounds do a good job at bringing them down. Nice post! I

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    1. Savage,
      Thanks.
      The 6mm is similar to the 243. The 243 shoots a 100gr bullet at about 2900 fps. That's shock value.

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  4. Few things are as satisfying as hefting a buck into the back of a rig. I can smell those tenderloins sizzling in a cast iron skillet. A fitting beginning to a winter of good eating. Congrats!

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    1. Lester Kish,
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      Lots of hard work on the drag, but the coffee that's left in the thermos taste so wonderful.
      Cast iron and a little butter, nothing finer.
      I now have the fixin's for our annual New Years Day chili.

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  5. The days we spend living life simply with our loved ones are truly the greatest of all.

    Pete

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    1. Peter Carlson,
      Thanks.
      Those memories are never forgotten.

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  6. Glad you had a good time and hunt. The breakfast looks delicious.

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    1. Bill,
      Thanks.
      Another wonderful and successful hunt in Penn's Woods.

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  7. Always good to give thanks to the deer. It is one of the good traditions.

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    1. ssj,
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      That's a must, for it's truly a gift.

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  8. Wonderful story and wonderful together time for you and your son Alan. Your 243 is a classic deer rifle. That venison looks sooooo good!

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    1. penbayman,
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      They are truly special times. Mike I love that 243.

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  9. Great story and photos. Brings back great memories when my dad and I hunted in beach lake in wayne county PA.
    thanks, Larry Leight

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    1. Karen Leight,
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      I hunted Wayne county several times. There's some beautiful small stream there.

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  10. Nicely done, sounds like a good father and son time in the woods.

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    1. LQN,
      Thanks.
      A great time. Lots of stories relived in a few days.

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  11. Alan
    The tenderloin is the Cadillac of the deer meat. Glad you and your son had success. Thanks for sharing

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    1. Bill Trussell,
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      Absolutely true. It was a success in many ways.

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  12. Congrats. You do it right. Loved that rub. And I like the tradition of the post-hunt post.

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    1. Jim Yaussy Albright,
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      Those rubs were all over that mountain, the bucks were real scarce though.

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  13. Glad you had success in PA. I was across the river in NJ for two days of Muzzle Loader. No shots for me or my daughter. Pa was pretty quiet for an opener. Congrats on the deer!

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    1. Passinthru Outdoors,
      Thanks.
      Jim I waved to you from PA.
      There were lots of shots where we were, but few drag marks.

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