Let me tell you a rather long story about paper plates and hunting
Massachusetts, where i am from
(Yes, i am not just a Yankee i am a Durn Yankee)
has a "Paraplegic Deer Hunt" for disabled hunters every fall
I went several times and enjoyed myself
One year in particular i missed two easy shots
So they took me aside and put out a paper plate to aim at which i easily hit
Al, one of the Volunteers said
"Well, if we can put a paper plate on the side of a Deer
Smitty has it made"
The last day, late afternoon, they sent me off to a good spot
it was a place that overlooked a former Pond that was now all High weeds
I could hear a deer moving off to my left; but being a gimp there was no way i could go after it
Soon it walked out of the path to my, a left a good ways away but within range
It stopped with its head behind a large tree, but its body visible for a shot
sitting, using my knee as a brace, i took a shot
Now I had seen two misses and those deer had run like they were on fire
This one "Loped" making measured and slow effort to move
I took two more, unsuccessful, shots; but it went off into the woods
The Volunteers and state official had heard my shots and showed up en mass
I told them what happened and they trudged off to find my wounded deer
I could hear them talking and someone asked AL if they should keep looking
He replied "Not based on Smitty's track record"
All of a Sudden Al Yelled
"Look at the size of that --- Doe!!!!"
They found a 200 pound doe that lay down and died
It took four of them to carry it out
When they butchered it at the camp
there were two pellets of Buckshot in its Heart
It had slowly bled out as it ran
(I Still have those two pellets somewhere)
