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I posted this in another thread last night, but it looks like it's dead.
>November 2023.
>Went hunting with my native co-worker on the Potawatomi Rez in N.E. Kansas.
>I'm Native myself, but I live off the Rez in city limits.
>Fucker hunts nearly 24/7.
>I was nervous hunting with him to begin with because he says people on the Rez don't give a shit about rules.
>But I went anyway.
>Went hunting for Coyote, he had his Rabbit caller ready.
>Dad always wanted to take me hunting but due to his felon status, he can't.
>Tried to go bow hunting with my dad but the police here are dicks.
>My co-worker hunts Deer, Rabbit, Squirrel, whatever.
>Whatever he sees he'll hunt, Crow included.
>My second hunt was his shortest, and my shortest hunt ever.
>I hunted with him prior (first time) and didn't get anything.
>This hunt though, didn't even last 10 minutes.
>Right after we left his pasture towards his deer stand, there was an 8-point buck 20 to 30 yards out.
>We both squatted down because the buck stared at us and didn't move.
>"Bro, raise your rifle, now, like right fucking now."
>Raised my Remington 700 LH 30-06 and shot it in the shoulder.
>I was using Winchester Ballistic Silvertips.
>The Polymer tipped 180-grain round went right through the shoulder like a hot knife through butter.
>The buck dropped instantly.
I'll remember this till the day I die. I was and am still so proud of this.
