Mike Islander
WKR
Just after sunset, with decent light left I spotted a doe with twin fawns that were still fully spotted. She saw me, but probably couldn't tell what I was. I was about 250 yards away with good wind. We watched each other for 10 minutes until she couldn't stand it anymore and she bolted away from me toward the woods.
Surprisingly the fawns hit a dead run directly to me. I was on a dirt road and when they reached it they made a hard right, but stopped about 20 yards away, bawling a little bit to each other. They were within about 6 feet of me when they turned. After a few minutes mom came back into the field and the little cuties ran back to her.
Guessing they instinctively run in the opposite direction of mom in order for her to draw away danger? I was in camo, so maybe they couldn't see me at all. Regardless of why, it was a once in a lifetime experience that I will always cherish.
Mom and fawns were about 250 yards out in this field.
Surprisingly the fawns hit a dead run directly to me. I was on a dirt road and when they reached it they made a hard right, but stopped about 20 yards away, bawling a little bit to each other. They were within about 6 feet of me when they turned. After a few minutes mom came back into the field and the little cuties ran back to her.
Guessing they instinctively run in the opposite direction of mom in order for her to draw away danger? I was in camo, so maybe they couldn't see me at all. Regardless of why, it was a once in a lifetime experience that I will always cherish.
Mom and fawns were about 250 yards out in this field.
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