Another JOY doe at mom & dads

The mature doe I killed over at my parents last night was very similar to the one over there a year ago in one respect, 

J - Jesus first

My morning hunt had been anti-climactic, starting out with an encounter with a big doe, the minute I stepped out of my truck camper, in which I had spent the night parked  in a trailer park, at the end of a dead end road.  I could not shoot at her, even though it was legal time (30 minutes before sunrise) because I was too close to the nearest trailer to use my crossbow.  No more deer seen that morning back in my little uncomfortable “trailer park” tree stand.  

I pulled into my parents driveway around 11:00 and realized that I had forgotten to do my daily morning Bible reading prior to my morning hunt.  I went in my camper before I knocked on their door and completed that crucial task.  
 

O - Others second 

My mom’s a late riser and was not yet out of bed when my dad answered my knock on their door.  I was kind of hungry but lunch wasn’t going to be served for a while.  I asked dad if I could borrow his suv to run back over to the trailer park around the corner where there was a community garage sale going on.  I told him that I’d fill it up with gas, plus fill his side by side, lawnmower, and gas cans.  
 

I drove over to the truck stop and did that ($57 for a little over 15 gallons), then back to the trailer park where I found four decent dvds but not much else.  Dad was real happy to get the gas because lawn mowing is about all he does these days.  Mom got up, made us lunch, and I took a short nap on their couch then knocked off a couple small tasks that she wanted done.

Y: Yourself last 

I was a little later than I wanted to be getting into my cherry tree blind - after 3:30 pm.  It was the hottest part of the day and the temp was 83 F.  Mom drove me back there with their side by side.  I asked her not to talk, but I would signal her with my hand when I wanted her to stop so I could go off and get into my stand (I was trying to fool the big resident doe’s nose, who was use to that side by side driving back there daily).  
 

I got up in my stand during the “afternoon lull”.   Time for more “Jesus” so I pulled the little pocket Bible out of my pack and opened to read a few pages from the Gospel of Mark.  I couldn’t surf the web anyhow because I only had one bar on my cell phone.  
 

A long time passed with no action until I heard nearby footsteps in the woods at 7:10.  The big doe stepped out, just 10 yards away, and headed for my turnip plot which was 2/3 mowed down by her and her family and friends.  She didn’t quite make it because a Hornady 2-3/4” sst, fired from my Marlin 512 to her shoulder blade brought her down.

She was my primary target over there and had two nearly grown fawns that I think were close behind her.  I heard them walking but they never emerged from the woods and we had observed them many times prior.  There is also a 1.5 year doe and young 6 point buck (maybe her fawns from previous year) that have been regularly feeding in that plot.  
This was a particularly welcome deer because we have been out of ground venison for nearly a month now and I’m getting darned sick of ground turkey.