hunting stories
HUNT OF A LIFETIME
As I walked a wide half-moon angle towards the tree, I suddenly saw two eyes looking at me, approximately forty meters away. My heart goes ice cold, they are moving through the trees but locked on me. These eyes came closer and closer, and my heart felt like it just stopped. I had my finger on the trigger and the light in my hand. I did not want to lift the rifle towards my eye in the fear that it would take too long to aim when this animal charged towards me.