A Few Short Passages From My Book

A passage from “The Broken Leg Buck”

When we got back to the tent Smitty and Jeff had supper waiting for us. We made quick work of it and discussed our plans for the following morning. After we organized a plan we settled in for the night. It was the scariest night I can ever remember being in a tent. I didn’t sleep a wink. Trees crashed down around us all night long. Dad and Jeff didn’t seem the least bit concerned, but I knew my buddy Smitty was in the same place I was. Whenever I thought I was the only one awake I could see his little eyes, filled with fear, peeking out from his sleeping bag. Our glances connected on more than one occasion. Neither one of us was sure we would live to see the morning. Although most hunters always wish they are in the woods, I was praying with all my might that I would be able to step foot in my own home again. I was scared for my life.

A passage from “The Sleeping Buck” chapter.

Then, I saw something that I had never seen in my life and most likely will never see again. I still can’t believe it to this day. There was about a 2 foot gap between the ground and the tree. The buck squatted down with his front legs out in front of him and his rear legs behind him. He wiggled his head under the tree and then belly crawled until he got under it. When he cleared the tree he stood up and continued along the edge of the swamp. I have carried a video camera with me many times and I have some phenomenal footage, but I don’t have anything that could compare to that event. It’s a vision that is etched in my mind forever. (This was about a small buck that I passed up)

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