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<blockquote data-quote="bamban" data-source="post: 2888693" data-attributes="member: 17722"><p>It was 1980, the 1st time I hunted on my buddy's section. We got there after a 5 hour drive after work. Did not have time to scout the place that night. The following morning he dropped me off at one of the corner fence lines. With me was just my shooting stool, M1a, 1911, and backpack, forgot my flashlight. It was still pitch dark when left me by myself.</p><p></p><p>As the light starts to break I was seeing figures straight from the corner. Mind you, his place is near Laredo. He mentioned there were frequent Coyote traffic through his place, both 4 and 2 legged kind.</p><p></p><p>I was hunting with irons, so no help with optics to discern what the human like figures were, but they were not moving.</p><p></p><p>I switched the M1a mag from 10 to 20, and patiently waited. As the sunrise became more prominent everything became clear... He put me in the corner overlooking their family cemetery. Those human like figures were of religious figures.</p><p></p><p>He never told me that I would be facing the family cemetery from the corner.</p><p></p><p></p><p>2nd one, on the same ranch</p><p>He dropped me off at mid point of a long fence like overlooking a wide open field.</p><p></p><p>At about mid morning he drove by to pick me up. We'll, it was nice cold morning, he drove up as I just woke up from a nap, backpack for a pillow, but still on the ground.</p><p></p><p>He warned me not to take naps on the ground on cold days, as I may wake with a rattler warming up next to me.</p><p></p><p>I waved him off and I will just walk back to the ranch house. Sat back against the fence again with hope to see something before I started walking. Well, I did see something. No more than 5 feet from where I sat on the ground, a dang rattler crossed the fence. I hate rattlers. I grabbed the 1911 and emptied all 8 rounds on that thing.</p><p></p><p>I never took a nap on the ground ever since.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="bamban, post: 2888693, member: 17722"] It was 1980, the 1st time I hunted on my buddy's section. We got there after a 5 hour drive after work. Did not have time to scout the place that night. The following morning he dropped me off at one of the corner fence lines. With me was just my shooting stool, M1a, 1911, and backpack, forgot my flashlight. It was still pitch dark when left me by myself. As the light starts to break I was seeing figures straight from the corner. Mind you, his place is near Laredo. He mentioned there were frequent Coyote traffic through his place, both 4 and 2 legged kind. I was hunting with irons, so no help with optics to discern what the human like figures were, but they were not moving. I switched the M1a mag from 10 to 20, and patiently waited. As the sunrise became more prominent everything became clear... He put me in the corner overlooking their family cemetery. Those human like figures were of religious figures. He never told me that I would be facing the family cemetery from the corner. 2nd one, on the same ranch He dropped me off at mid point of a long fence like overlooking a wide open field. At about mid morning he drove by to pick me up. We'll, it was nice cold morning, he drove up as I just woke up from a nap, backpack for a pillow, but still on the ground. He warned me not to take naps on the ground on cold days, as I may wake with a rattler warming up next to me. I waved him off and I will just walk back to the ranch house. Sat back against the fence again with hope to see something before I started walking. Well, I did see something. No more than 5 feet from where I sat on the ground, a dang rattler crossed the fence. I hate rattlers. I grabbed the 1911 and emptied all 8 rounds on that thing. I never took a nap on the ground ever since. [/QUOTE]
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