I’m in the upper peninsula of Michigan deer huntin. Walked out to my blind pitch black. Got in and settled down. after about 30 minutes decided to move my pack to the opposite corner. Noticed it was sitting funny and went to adjust it. Got stung/pricked thru my glove, damn that is strange. Finally turned on my headlamp to see what had pricked me. damn porcupine
. Had to move my chair, backpack and myself out of the blind. he would not leave. Finalily stuck my gun thru the shooting window and started tapping him. He finally decided to waddle out. Needless to say there weren’t any deer rest of the morning. Removed about 15 quills from my jacket and 4 from my glove. Boot was right next to him for 30 minutes. Glad none got on me!!
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