Once again I was hunting with the Hillbilly, Mike, and my Pops. It was during archery season and it had been a long hot day with no shooters spotted. One of us noticed a nice buck, that means any legal buck to Pops. This buck was bedded under a tree and was not spooked or nervous. Then Pops comes up with a plan. He tells the Hillbilly that they should count to three and both shoot at the same time. This was their first archery buck and they wanted to make sure one of them hit it. The Hillbilly agrees to the plan and they began their stalk. They tiptoed up to this buck as quiet as the wafting wind. They are now about twenty yards away. Pops whispers, "ready?" The Hillbilly nods, "yes." Pops yells, "onetwothree" and a shot goes off. Now Hillbilly was still drawing his bow when the count went out. Hillbilly pulls as fast as he can. Pops shot goes high and sticks in a tree. The buck stands up to look at the two camouflaged blurs, just as Hillbilly's shot goes off. That shot goes low and sticks in the tree. It was over in a split second. One yell, two bow shots and a laughing buck bounding away to tell his story to others.
Was their a lesson learned in all of this...............Nope, Pops still comes up with plans that we foolishly follow.
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