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In 1994, I was again "skunked." Arnold
blamed this on the fact that I had taken up going line
dancing on a weekly basis with a group of folks from
work. Arnold said that the deer could smell the line
dancing all over me. By 1995, I had given up going to the
clubs, and all of the smell had worn off. Arnold had
placed a stand out on some power lines that ran through
his property. The stand was overlooking a new wheat
field, and on the first evening of a two day hunt, I
decided to give the stand a try.
Shortly before dark, I saw a doe emerge at the far end of
the field, quite a good distance from the stand. I
decided to try my hand at this long shot. The bullet took
the deer in the heart with so much energy that I actually
saw her do a full flip to the side in my scope. She
was down, and I had my first deer of the year.
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