Hunting the Sunny Pearl Harbor Day Rut

By Tyler Kee

His third year in the blind with me, his AR sporting a new AAC 762-SDN6 on the muzzle, my (now former) coworker, and friend, Dave* slowly spun himself around on the bright orange bucket. On the side, upside down, was a cartoonish handyman named Homer extolling the virtues of a Home Depot pail. I had a different Homer in mind, the Greek one. I was in the third season of an odyssey with Dave. I peered out the window into the rising sun at a pair of equally stunning cull bucks. I threw up a silent prayer for their early arrival, their lack of compulsion to move quickly, and their relative proximity to the blind. Forty-five yards if they were ten feet from us. They were slowly sniffing out the last of the acorns (and apparently not the two sleepy humans only a stone’s throw from them). “I’m taking the one on the right”, was all I heard from Dave before I heard the cliick of the safety being rotated ninety degrees . . .

The next sound I anticipated was that distinctive explosion inside a metal trashcan noise to let me know that a 120 gr. SST was headed for …Read the Rest

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