| July 20, 2008 |
| Lucky Charm |
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By Amanda Simon -- It was Nov. 11, 2006, the opening morning of modern rifle season and my first time to go deer hunting. My boyfriend, Kyle, and I went to the woods at around 6 a.m., about an hour and a half before sun up. Kyle dropped me off at my stand, and he went on to his. After sitting in the treestand for around half an hour, freezing rain started to fall and the temperature dropped to 35 degrees. As I sat in the treestand, I began wondering if deer hunting is worth this much trouble. Why am I in a treestand is this terrible weather? I should be in bed sleeping. I heard Kyle rattling the antlers, and I could barely see him from my stand. He was about 50 yards away, but we were hunting in a heavily wooded area in central Kentucky. I turned around to see him stand up and shoot. Kyle walked to my stand, and I asked him if he got the deer.
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