Lobo...I think the crew deserves to hear the tale of the "Cut String Buck"....I can give a pretty good rendition, but it's your story to tell.... :archer2:
Yeah, lets hear it! :goldtooth:
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The campfires have been posted, so it's no longer optional. :readit:
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Yea let's hear it!!
Roger, kick Ron's chair and wake him up..
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Roger, just sent me a text about this thread he started. I told him this story a couple days ago when he stopped by the shop.
Problem is it's my bed time and if I start typing the story I might fall asleep. I'd like to beg off until tomorrow. :banghead:
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I am not going to miss this...
I'll wait, but I'll be back with coffee in hand for the story.
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It's tommorow, :readit:.... :biglaugh:
I'm looking forward to this one Ron. :campfire:
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Ron wake up, it's story time! :campfire: :coffee:
When I told the story to Roger we came up with the name "The cut string buck", you'll see why as I get into the story.
It was some years ago, not sure exactly how many. I know it was before we developed the Super Shrew because I was hunting with the Tiger Shrew bow.
My wife Nancy (Red Bird) was still with me. She was my number one hunting partner for over 50 years. We were hunting close to home that day. It was an afternoon hunt and Nancy was excited as she always was when she was going hunting. We parked the Blazer and walked in to where we were going to sit.
I picked a spot for her on the edge of a hay field near where some runways came out of the woods into the field. She got settled in the brush on her stool. As always I told her "pick a spot" and gave her a good luck kiss then walked on to where I was going to sit.
I went around a bend to a bean field that I knew deer had been coming into, found a likely spot just off the edge of the field in waist high grass. . I was carrying a short bladed machete which I unsheathed and started to clear a spot for my folding stool. I had the knife in one hand and my bow in the other. The "false edge" on the blade was sharp also and on the backswing I hit my bow string. Suddenly I was holding an unstrung bow.
Right away I realized I had a problem...I didn't have a spare string with me...now what? :dunno:
(http://www.shrewbows.com/rons_linkpics/ronandnancy.jpeg)
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I thought I was done for the day and decided to just sit there and watch the rest of the evening. I thought, sure as heck if I do a nice buck will probably walk out. Then I remembered that I had another bow back in the truck. It was still early so I decided to walk out and get the other bow.
As I walked past Nancy she ask, "what's the matter" I told her what happened and I was getting my other bow. When I finely got back to my spot I sit down on the stool, took an arrow out of the quiver and nocked it on the string. I looked to my left, then to my right and WOW ... :scared: there was a nice buck coming into the bean field.
He was moving slowly just taking his time which wasn't doing my nerves any good :jumper: As he got closer I realized he was going to be out a little farther than I'd like him to be. Finely it was now or never time, I drew my 60# bow until I felt the serrated Raptor head touch the finger of my bow hand. I watched the bright feathers as the arrow arched through the air toward the buck. :archer2:
He was at least 30 yards away, which is farther than I would normally shoot but it was as close as he was going to get. I don't recall if he was standing of moving or if he took a step when I shot but the arrow took him a little far back, and high above the liver. The cedar shaft zipped through him and he took a couple bounds and stopped. He looked around like.."what was that?"
I put another arrow on the string and started to raise the bow. Then I thought, he's not going anywhere, just standing there. I'll wait and see what he does...maybe he'll lay down
As I was thinking that, suddenly he dropped.. :deadhorse: I couldn't believe it, what had looked like a bad hit had turned out to be a fatal one.. :dunno:
I was elated, I couldn't believe my luck. :pray: I walked out to look him over and found him to be a nice wide 8 point. I dragged him off the bean field, dressed him out then walked out to get the truck. Nancy said, "now where are you going?" To get the truck, I shot an 8 point. At first she thought I was fooling her she said, "oh you did not, you just walked through here a bit ago" it took a minute for her to realize I was telling the truth. :saywhat:
They say we learn from our mistakes. :readit: I learned two things from that experience...#1 ALWAYS carry an extra bowstring....#2 NEVER give up, your luck could change at any moment.
The Cut string buck is in my shop for anyone to see if they drop in to hear the story. His mount is different because he was a different kind of deer. I've got a one horn buck mounted that had been in a fight, antler broken off at the base, dressed at 198#, 5pts on the side he had left, tine gouge above his eye and a couple punctures in his side, the story of taking him was also unusual.
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Very good story Ron and a pretty mount, hope the shoulder is coming along as planned Ron. Take care, we need the wise men around to help us all along our journey, thanks, bigjohn
Very nice and thanks for the share....
I look fwd to the one horn buck story as well.....when ya have time of course
Tim B
The "Snowstorm Buck" was also a memorable hunt :readit:
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Quote from: Ron LaClair on October 11, 2018, 12:14:33 PM
The "Snowstorm Buck" was also a memorable hunt :readit:
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Do tell! And there is one in the wings on that spike horn you brought up, too! :) C'mon ya ole story teller!
thanks Ron...PLEASE share the other stories with us !!! :campfire: :campfire: :campfire:
Ron, Thanks for sharing. Tell us about the " Snowstorm Buck"
Cool story Ron
Great story Ron Thanks for sharing.
I always love this story but for those that never met Nancy you're not seeing her facial expressions that make me smile as I hear her asking Ron those questions in the story. 'Aunt Nancy' is cherished and missed. A more determined lady bow hunter you will not find. Thanks for sharing buddy.
QuoteA more determined lady bow hunter you will not find.
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another little known fact about Nancy LaClair was that she was extremely thrifty. She would go to secondhand stores and buy her camouflage and she was very proud of her thriftiness. I love seeing these pictures of that woman. We miss her dearly.
That was a great story Ron and I love the pictures of you and Mrs. LaClair. The story telling made me feel like I was one of a bunch of younguns setting around Mr. Ron waiting for another story time!
Thanks for sharing your story Ron. Keep em' coming! :clapper:
Great Stuff ! Thanks
Great story Ron as always, looking forward to more in the future. Thanks for sharing
Ron,
You should write a book with all the stories you have.
Great story, Thank you Sir
Great story Ron. Thanks for sharing. :)
dagwood64, I like your Avatar. :clapper:
Ron,
Thank you.
The master has spoken. More! More!
Great story Ron. Always enjoy hearing them.
Thanks Ron for sharing.
Buy the way, one of my favorite things to do is pull the string on an old timer and sit back and enjoy the ride..... :thumbsup: :bigsmyl: :campfire: