Posted By: 82Ag
College in Kansas Ain't All Bad - 12/09/09 03:59 PM
Guys, I have been following you on this forum for several months, but never had anything noteworthy to post. I feel like that changed yesterday, so here is my first attempt at a post. Please forgive any mistakes.
Anyway, here's the story (hopefully, pic to follow). My son called me about 6 am yesterday morning (which generally is not a good sign), and asked a) are you awake (now I'm really getting nervous that something has gone wrong) and 2) have you ever hunted in the snow (now, a sigh of relief). Being a lifelong Texan, I truthfully and regretfully responded "No, but I've always wanted to". He says, well it's 15 degrees here, there's 7 inches of snow on the ground and I'm heading out (from Tabor College in Hillsboro, KS). Being from a long-line of hunters I was proud he was braving the elements for a crack at a grain-fed Kansas buck, but the dutiful father had to ask "Don't you have a final exam at 9 a.m.?". He said, yes, but I'm studied up and can make it back by then, easily. Well, by 8:20 he had seen a number of deer, but not the size that he knew could be in the area (by the way, he found this spot by driving around and asking farmers if he could do some work for them in return for the right to hunt - one obliged within 10 miles of campus). Knowing that he needed to be at the truck by 8:30 to safely and easily make it back to campus in time for his exam, he hopped up and headed toward the truck. He had just started walking when he noticed a large-bodied deer in the edge of the woods across the CRP field. He quickly threw up the scope and could see antlers that were heavy and outside the ears. He quickly moved the scope to the vitals and squeezed off a round. He said the buck dropped momentarily and then hobbled into the woods. He quickly moved to the scene of the crime, and noticed a large pool of blood and a good trail leading into the woods. He decided to go onto class and not push the buck. We will know later how well he did on the exam, but he did manage to get through it. I was as nervous as an expectant father, waiting for the end of the story. As soon as class ended, he and a college buddy headed back. Within 50 yards of where he shot the buck, he was down. He is 18 inches inside, scores right at 150, is 5.5-6.5 yo and weighed over 250. Taxidermy may cost more than tuition this semester! He's nowhere near the biggest buck in that part of the country, but he's an all-time high for this Texas family, and we are all tickled for him. His smile means more to me than the mass on those antlers.
IMG]http://i883.photobucket.com/albums/ac39/Bwoody08/120809_150801.jpg[/IMG]
Anyway, here's the story (hopefully, pic to follow). My son called me about 6 am yesterday morning (which generally is not a good sign), and asked a) are you awake (now I'm really getting nervous that something has gone wrong) and 2) have you ever hunted in the snow (now, a sigh of relief). Being a lifelong Texan, I truthfully and regretfully responded "No, but I've always wanted to". He says, well it's 15 degrees here, there's 7 inches of snow on the ground and I'm heading out (from Tabor College in Hillsboro, KS). Being from a long-line of hunters I was proud he was braving the elements for a crack at a grain-fed Kansas buck, but the dutiful father had to ask "Don't you have a final exam at 9 a.m.?". He said, yes, but I'm studied up and can make it back by then, easily. Well, by 8:20 he had seen a number of deer, but not the size that he knew could be in the area (by the way, he found this spot by driving around and asking farmers if he could do some work for them in return for the right to hunt - one obliged within 10 miles of campus). Knowing that he needed to be at the truck by 8:30 to safely and easily make it back to campus in time for his exam, he hopped up and headed toward the truck. He had just started walking when he noticed a large-bodied deer in the edge of the woods across the CRP field. He quickly threw up the scope and could see antlers that were heavy and outside the ears. He quickly moved the scope to the vitals and squeezed off a round. He said the buck dropped momentarily and then hobbled into the woods. He quickly moved to the scene of the crime, and noticed a large pool of blood and a good trail leading into the woods. He decided to go onto class and not push the buck. We will know later how well he did on the exam, but he did manage to get through it. I was as nervous as an expectant father, waiting for the end of the story. As soon as class ended, he and a college buddy headed back. Within 50 yards of where he shot the buck, he was down. He is 18 inches inside, scores right at 150, is 5.5-6.5 yo and weighed over 250. Taxidermy may cost more than tuition this semester! He's nowhere near the biggest buck in that part of the country, but he's an all-time high for this Texas family, and we are all tickled for him. His smile means more to me than the mass on those antlers.
IMG]http://i883.photobucket.com/albums/ac39/Bwoody08/120809_150801.jpg[/IMG]
