{"id":663,"date":"2019-11-23T23:37:40","date_gmt":"2019-11-23T23:37:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/redhammer.blog\/?p=663"},"modified":"2019-11-23T23:37:42","modified_gmt":"2019-11-23T23:37:42","slug":"never-saw-the-like","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/redhammer.blog\/index.php\/2019\/11\/23\/never-saw-the-like\/","title":{"rendered":"Never Saw the Like"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>By: Bud Alexis<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Helllllp!&nbsp; It didn\u2019t\nsink in at first, but I did listen to see if that was a distress call.&nbsp;&nbsp; Hellllp!&nbsp;\nNo doubt this time, so we began running through the woods toward the\nhelp calls.&nbsp; We would occasionally stop\nto get our bearing, and take off again.&nbsp;\nWhen we found the person, sure enough, he was in quite a\npredicament.&nbsp; In my life time and in all\nmy travels around the world, I have seen some quite unusual things, but I must\nadmit I never saw the likes of this.&nbsp; <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It all started earlier that week when I was invited to go on\na deer drive.&nbsp; Now, I have hunted deer a\nlot of different ways, but this would be my first deer drive using humans to do\nthe driving.&nbsp; There are drivers, those\nthat walk through a designated area, and the standers, those who wait at the\nother end to intercept the deer should they come your way fleeing the\ndrivers.&nbsp; I was chosen as one of the\nstanders.&nbsp; Lucky me.&nbsp; As I always mentioned in most of the other\nstories, I don\u2019t have normal outings.&nbsp;\nThey become adventures.&nbsp; &nbsp;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>It was a brisk cool morning, the sun was shining, and I\nwaited anxiously hoping to see a deer.&nbsp;\nOne of the drivers appeared in front of me, so I guess I was not lucky\nenough to have a deer come my way.&nbsp; About\nthe time the driver got up to me, we heard a shot some distance to our\nleft.&nbsp; We got our guns ready, just in\ncase it was a miss, or a wounded deer running our way.&nbsp; About six or seven minutes later we heard the\ndistress call.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>The scene we saw was serious, but funny, if you know what I\nmean.&nbsp; There was this young black man\nwith his arms and legs wrapped around a small buck deer, which had him pinned\nagainst a tree.&nbsp; When he shot the deer,\nhe hit the deer at the base of the antlers and knocked it out.&nbsp; When he went over to the deer, it revived and\nthat\u2019s when he hung on. 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