2002 Alabama Hunt

I just got back from a hunt in Alabama where I only got a doe fawn! (Not spotted!) Hell, I didn't know! I saw at least 50 deer that looked like they were only 8 inches tall! My eyes must be going bad! It was frigging weird! I would be sitting in the "condo" tree stand with a field of fire for 400 yards deep and 400 yards wide and there were clusters of these things! I felt like I was in the "Land of the Giants", and I was the giant! It was very surreal. It also felt like I was in the Twilight Zone and surrounded by African "Dik-Diks"! I think in reality they were bigger than 8 inches, but it was freaking me out!

(Click On The Dik-Dik!)

I kept looking at them with my binoculars and verifying the distance with my laser rangefinder. It kept adding up to the same thing. I must be surrounded by dozens of the smallest deer in North America. Maybe there was a bumper crop of fawns, but none of them were spotted. That was the first evening! (Nothing worth shooting ever came by.)

The second night I was praying for a big doe at least! I was in the "Cotton Field Ground Blind" this night and only saw three deer. Two "Dik-Diks" and one giant doe! (At least I thought it was giant.) It looked big and fat compared to these other deer. As the light was fading and I was going blind, the monster doe started to walk off the cotton field and disappear in the trees.

I blasted it!

It turned out to be 85 yards away and in the trees when it was knocked over by my .338 magnum. My shot hit just over it's right lung with a nice clean small entrance wound and a cantaloupe size exit wound on the other side! It probably only weighed between 50 and 70 lbs. I was so embarrassed when they laid it next all of those huge "regular" deer at the processing plant. It liked like a midget!

Oh well..

(The Great White Hunter!) Ha! (Bambi Killer!) Geez!

Chuck Manetta


This is another one of the blinds.	Here is Robert and the gang before the first hunt.

Here we are at a restaurant after the first day.	More of the same.

This is the doe (fawn) that I shot.	Again with the exit wound.

*****Although Chuck and I never got to see those monster Alabama bucks, we did bring back some meat and we did have a lot of fun with Robert and the rest of the guys. I guess this is why you call it hunting and not killing. Ha! Here are some pictures from the trip.

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Although Chuck and I never got to see those monster Alabama bucks, we did bring back some meat and we did have a lot of fun with Robert and the rest of the guys. I guess this is why you call it hunting and not killing. Ha! Here are some pictures from the trip.