The stars were shining bright and the moon was full. Most of the guys in camp had not seen anything over the last two days. Mike the camp cook said it was cause of the full moon. “Yall know there ain’t no deer gonna move when the moon is full.” As we all sat around the warm fire enjoying some of our favorite drinks under the stars we all could do nothing but wonder what that big buck of Mossy Bottoms looked like.
We had all heard that he had 31 scoring points on that rack he held on his head. This buck was a legend in Mossy Bottoms hunting club. Even though no one had ever really seen him up close and personal and never had a chance to even say they had shot at him. Don’t get me wrong there was always some very good bucks taken each year.
John’s brother Joe who was visiting bout two years ago killed a huge 12 point and his wife came the next week and shot a doe with a bow and went back the same evening and shot a big 8 point out of the same stand. We gave the name aunt Sara to that stand even though Joe’s wife was named Sue. She sure was a heavy woman. Show enough could shoot though.
Opening day of bow season old man Jenkins kill two does out of the old oak stand down by the creek. Sara’s brother’s brother-in-law came three weeks ago and went to the pond stand and got lost and we haven’t seen or heard from him since.
Old man Hart said he seen that there 31 point buck two weeks ago but we all claim he is blind as a bat. His wife Karen has killed the most does since gun season has opened up with a count of 10 and still counting.
My sister-in-law’s brother’s uncle got drunk Friday night and he hasn’t woke up yet. Which no one wants to sleep in the same bunk as him cause he snores. We had another visitor the other day and climbed into one of the big trees over on Holley hill in a climber and couldn’t get down. We all told him to tie the bottom of that stand on or it wouldn’t stay up high with him. So it fell as we thought it would.
The president of the club got sick from the catfish he caught off the creek and had to go home. Boy did he mess up that out house. Well for me I’ve killed two does so far and a nice 9 point today to prove to all the idiots that deer do move on full moon days. I told them that they have to leave the whiskey jug alone long enough at night so they ca get into a stand early enough to see one. But as far as the 31 point I don’t think he exist on this club.
We’ll end the story now before we get in over our heads and I hope you have enjoyed another one of my “Tall Tales.” So keep checking back cause you may never know when the next “Tall Tales” story will hit the site.