We need a good story!
Took the 66 to work today, no action seen as it was purely an office day
Well, as it so happens ......
I started a thread a while ago asking for suggestions for a new hunting knife. I wanted to start some new traditions in hunting, as my dad passed away a few years ago and he was always a big part of it. I wanted some new gear, to start over, and a knife seemed a great place to begin (obviously

). This would be my first deer hunt since 2015, and I wanted a clean start so-to-speak.
But I am also a bit superstitious when it comes to this endeavor, and could not find the one piece of gear I simply cannot do without: my lucky Filson hunting hat. I have moved a couple of times in the last few years, and thought it was just lost to that process. A couple of nights before I was to leave, I decided to give it one last look. Sure enough, I found the thaumaturgical hat in the last place I hadn’t looked. But in that same box was my hunting knife of many years, that I had also thought was lost. It is an unremarkable Buck, but works well and also has it’s share of good fortune.
I was hesitant to bring it along, wanting to start new traditions, but thought it fortuitous to have found it and it would be bad karma to not bring it. It is a really good knife for field dressing, so I cleaned it and put a fresh edge on it, and put it in my pack.
So, on opening morning, I saw a buck. I was planning on only shooting a doe, but there he was. Nothing huge or especially remarkable, but a decent buck for where I hunt. I had a good shot but he started to move as I was going to shoot. And making the cardinal sin of shooting at a (albeit slow) moving target, I hit a tree. To my utter amazement, he simply stopped walking. I worked the bolt of my rifle, found him in the crosshairs and fired again. He went straight down. Then bounced right back up again. I chambered the last round in my rifle and fired again. He went down for good. Both shots that hit were lethal and within an inch of each other. I am naming this buck “3 Strikes”

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(If you are reading this please know the next picture contains a harvested deer)
I like to think that my dad was with me to some degree that morning, and that some physical items really are lucky. I am also beginning to think that some traditions you should honor even if the memories bring up some sad truths about someone passing. (Sorry this post is so long).