Jimmy’s ‘Bacher’s Beast’
Tuesday, Jan. 8 2013 was a normal day getting ready to head out hunting For Jimmy. He used his Dead Down Wind by ESP soap, suited up, took his cough medicine, sprayed himself down with Primos Silver Scent Eliminator, grabbed his seat and headed out to his spot.
An introduction to the story: Jimmy’s dad had shot at the same buck during shotgun season but missed and the Sunday of muzzleloader, Jimmy had a ten minute starring contest from about 12 yards away with this monster when he came eastbound into the field with a doe and a smaller buck. Unfortunately the doe snorted before the big guy got into the field and was out of sight before he could even cock his gun.
Back to the story
Jimmy got to the infamous field and decided to set up higher on it, just inside of the woods, thinking maybe the monster from the day before would come up from the ravine that runs behind the field just inside the wood line. He wanted to make sure he was far enough away to pull off a shot but close enough if they came into the field from the ravine.
I was a picture perfect day. The sun was shining on his back and he was able to keep his camo fleece orange coat and bids all unzipped. The squirrels were absolutely crazy that day. He had them chasing each other within 10 inches of his feet so he knew his descent spray was working. What a beautiful day!
Jimmy text his dad around 11 to let him know he was coming in around noon to get some lunch and he would be back out around 2 for the evening hunt. Around 11:30 he stood up stretching a bit and glanced at his phone for the time.
He remembered looking at his phone and the time was 11:40 and he contemplated walking in but a little voice inside him said, “the sun is bright, my feet aren't too cold yet... I can wait till 12:30,” so he sat back down.