The second day of the early muzzleloading deer season and what a great day it turned out to be. “Jeremiah” and I had hoped on making venison this day. The deer sightings were numerous. I saw, at least, three, maybe four, different bucks. One sported two tines that were about three inches each. This buck would have been close as being considered an antlerless deer by Pennsylvania Game Commission laws. I didn’t take the chance. Oh, by the way, “Jeremiah” is my .62 caliber smoothbore French Fusil. I limit my shots to under 60 yards.
Jeremiah my smoothbore.
I saw numerous squirrels..grays, fox and pine squirrels. I saw and heard turkeys. The big birds did a lot of yelps, cackles and some gobbling for about 45 minutes. I, also, watched a red fox sneaking through the woods. 
Although, I made the claim that this day was to be deer day I failed to connect. However, that failure was due to my decision to hold off. I had a doe approaching me head on. I was cocked and aimed. I decided I would allow the deer to turn broadside. I feared the head on shot could damage some valuable meat if my shot veered to the side some. That decision soon made reality of a humane kill null and void. The deer sensed or smelled me at about thirty yards, snorted and leaped into the goldenrods.
A Fisher!!
However, that decision not to shoot lead to my surprise of the day! While walking along a field’s edge something walked out from the spruce thicket. In short order, I realized I was gazing upon an animal I never thought I would see in Pennsylvania… a FISHER!! This specie was exterminated years ago mainly from the vast clear cutting of Pennsylvania’s forests during the 19th century. The game commission restocked them ten or so years ago. the mammal is, indeed, making a comeback!
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that’s cool…..and I thought realized was spelled with a z…just sayin’.
Hey… Nice try Larry but I’d recognize Laurie’s ferret even from 100 yds. away!! You’re going to have to do better than that. I have two OTHER buddies who really HAVE seen fishers this year. Neither of them got pictures, though. Sounds like you had a really wonderful day afield. And remember; Jeremiah was a bullfrog! Leave that smoothbore at home until fall turkey season when you can fill it with a handfull of fine pea gravel. Take your .50 cal long gun… the one with rifling in it… and go shoot yourself a doe! Blessings, Dana
You got me! That is Quincey..Laurie would be angry if she knew I have been taking her ferret hunting with me! You are much smarter than you first appear!!
I knew it! I blew that picture up to 100x and could actually see a little red collar and the leash Quincey is dragging… hey… and there’s Laurie hiding behind that bush! Seems we’re having just a little trouble with the truth today, Mr. Smail! I bet you’re really a Democrat too!! And yes…. I am smarter than YOU appear! Your buddy, Dana
I saw a fisher once by the barn on a dark rainy night. I came in the house and I described the animal to Steve because at the time, I did not know what it was. Months later at the County League banquet, the presenter talked about fishers and then I realized that what I saw was indeed a fisher. That was the one and only time I saw one.
Mandy, Seeing these beautiful animals is a thrill. Let us hope we see them more often!
Hello to Steve…