SoonerBorn68
5/12/2006, 03:24 PM
I got called out to location yesterday. This place is the remotest of the remote. It's about 10 miles north and then about 15 miles east of Stinnet, TX (aka panhandle hell). If anyone knows where the 2 battles of Adobe Mounds was fought, well, I'm about 200 yards from the memorial markers. I'm going to start a thread about it as soon as I can get some pics.
So anyway...
I'm driving down a rural county road lined on both sides by barbed wire fences. I'm alway kind of leary about these road because of stray cattle, deer, and now pronghorns. About a hundred yards in front of me was a bush growing up against the barbed wire. Behind the bush was a lone pronghorn. He saw me about the time I saw him. He started running straight at me & I hammered the brakes. About 15 yards in front of me he cut right in front of my truck while I'm thinking "don't do it, don't do it!" I hit him at about 40 mph on the right side of my front bumper. I felt the truck come up like I went over him. I looked back in the rearview mirror fully expecting to see a big pile of dead pronghorn. He wasn't there. I look back to my right and there he stands stunned as hell. I would have shot him to put him out of his misery but I can't bring a firearm to the well site. I got out and he limped/dragged himself off into the distance. I wish the damned thing wouldn't have run out in front of me & or I'd just killed it outright. Oh well, I guess the coyotes gotta eat too.
http://www.lewis-clark.org/media/images/an_pronghorn-Sherman-run.jpg
http://www.consignall.ca/members/900262/reg_1026t.jpg
The good news (at least for me) is he didn't even put a scratch on the ol' Ford.
So anyway...
I'm driving down a rural county road lined on both sides by barbed wire fences. I'm alway kind of leary about these road because of stray cattle, deer, and now pronghorns. About a hundred yards in front of me was a bush growing up against the barbed wire. Behind the bush was a lone pronghorn. He saw me about the time I saw him. He started running straight at me & I hammered the brakes. About 15 yards in front of me he cut right in front of my truck while I'm thinking "don't do it, don't do it!" I hit him at about 40 mph on the right side of my front bumper. I felt the truck come up like I went over him. I looked back in the rearview mirror fully expecting to see a big pile of dead pronghorn. He wasn't there. I look back to my right and there he stands stunned as hell. I would have shot him to put him out of his misery but I can't bring a firearm to the well site. I got out and he limped/dragged himself off into the distance. I wish the damned thing wouldn't have run out in front of me & or I'd just killed it outright. Oh well, I guess the coyotes gotta eat too.
http://www.lewis-clark.org/media/images/an_pronghorn-Sherman-run.jpg
http://www.consignall.ca/members/900262/reg_1026t.jpg
The good news (at least for me) is he didn't even put a scratch on the ol' Ford.