Thursday, November 04, 2010

Success

After countless years of hunting in the Midwest, and only getting one deer ever, I finally bagged a buck! It wasn't in Ohio, or Michigan, but in San Diego. It was in the Laguna Mountains about 60 miles outside San Diego city. It was one of the happiest moments of my life, until I got home then the complaining started, oh well, it was fun while it lasted. When you shoot a California deer, get yourself a Mexican to help you gut, skin, and clean it. (sorry Robert):) My Buddy Robert lent me a gun, showed me places to hunt, and then drove 50 miles to help bring the kill in, and help skin and clean it. What a great friend!!! The antlers are mounted:

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