Headed up to Bullock Co., ALFriday in eager anticipation of opening day. Anyone who's familar with Bullock Co. know the locals are heavily armed. Got there about 3:00 and did a few chores but some local hooligans showed up and forced us at gunpoint to go drinking beer and whiskey with them at the local watering hole in beautiful downtown Fitzpatrick. That made for a late night and a miserable opening morning. At least I didn't have to shoot my gun.
After a nap we headed out for the afternoon hunt. I tried to talk a friend to go where I had killed a nice buck last year but he picked out another place. When I walked by there I saw a doe standing there, then a small 8 pt. When I walked past, a decent buck that I hadn't seen ran off with them. They ran toward where I'd planed to hunt so I eased on over there. When I arrived, there were 8-10 does already in the field so I had no choice to run them off to get in the stand. Sat there about and hour disgusted that I hadn't gotten there earlier. Then about 4:00 a small buck, then a doe came out. Then the decent buck came out too. I looked at him a minute and decided it was time to get on the board. We cleaned him and went back to the old watering hole that night. :mmmbeer
