I woke up about 5:00am seriously pissed off. For some reason, good dreams are hard to remember, but this bad one... well, I can't get it out of my mind!
I was sitting at the edge of the pasture I've been hunting most of the season. In front of me, at 100 yards, a doe was feeding and began looking over her shoulder nervously. Out of the corner of my eye I caught movement and notice antlers moving through the thick brush. I pull the binos up and see a good buck. One of those bucks that are no-brainers... definite shooter. I didn't get a good look at him and knew the opening for a shot was coming up quick. I put the binos down and raised my 12 guage 1100 and peered through the scope for one last look at his rack before making a final decision. He turns and looks my way and I immediately notice he's a mainframe 10 with 3" stickers off both G-2's. In my opinion, easy 150 plus buck.
I lower the scope down behind his front shoulder as he starts toward the doe. One quick opening is all I have as he strategically moves behind briar bushes. I settle the crosshairs... pull the trigger... and... NOTHING! Nothing fugging happens!!!!
I start panicking. Why isn't the gun going off?!?!? I look at the chamber... fugging empty. NNNOOOOOOO!!!!!
I frantically dig in my pockets for slugs and by the time I find just one to put in the chamber, the buck trots off. Are you fugging kidding me?!?!? I forgot to load the gun?!?!?
Then I woke up. I was literally sweating when I woke up.
As a kid I had nightmares about stupid movies I watched. Freddy Krueger, Jason, that friggin Exorcist chick... cripe, even Pumpkinhead visited me in my sleep. But this nightmare was the worst of all time.
It is still bothering me! Thank God I woke up and I better never forget to load up.
I was sitting at the edge of the pasture I've been hunting most of the season. In front of me, at 100 yards, a doe was feeding and began looking over her shoulder nervously. Out of the corner of my eye I caught movement and notice antlers moving through the thick brush. I pull the binos up and see a good buck. One of those bucks that are no-brainers... definite shooter. I didn't get a good look at him and knew the opening for a shot was coming up quick. I put the binos down and raised my 12 guage 1100 and peered through the scope for one last look at his rack before making a final decision. He turns and looks my way and I immediately notice he's a mainframe 10 with 3" stickers off both G-2's. In my opinion, easy 150 plus buck.
I lower the scope down behind his front shoulder as he starts toward the doe. One quick opening is all I have as he strategically moves behind briar bushes. I settle the crosshairs... pull the trigger... and... NOTHING! Nothing fugging happens!!!!
I start panicking. Why isn't the gun going off?!?!? I look at the chamber... fugging empty. NNNOOOOOOO!!!!!
I frantically dig in my pockets for slugs and by the time I find just one to put in the chamber, the buck trots off. Are you fugging kidding me?!?!? I forgot to load the gun?!?!?
Then I woke up. I was literally sweating when I woke up.
As a kid I had nightmares about stupid movies I watched. Freddy Krueger, Jason, that friggin Exorcist chick... cripe, even Pumpkinhead visited me in my sleep. But this nightmare was the worst of all time.
It is still bothering me! Thank God I woke up and I better never forget to load up.
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