THREE SPIKES AND A MINK

  But first, another Savage Lynch DEER REPORT: The pro at Locmore has been hunting across the road from the links and he's been seeing two good bucks. The other day he came to work and out behind a shed he saw the lesser of the bucks. It looked like his head was sticking out of the ground. When he looked closer he saw the buck had fallen in the septic tank. He called some other workers, lassoed the deer and drug it out of the tank. The deer took off with the rope still attached.

   Then I heard about a friend of the pro at Terry Brea. This guy was up in his stand when he saw a mother and two bear cubs coming through the woods. About 15 minutes later a big boar followed right on their trail. He just watched as the boar disappeared. Then he heard this incredible racket. The mother was protecting her cubs from the big male. Before he knew it the mother and cubs had returned and were milling about below his tree. It was getting dark and he wanted to get down. So he yelled in order to spook the bears away. Big mistake. Before he could raise his bow the mother was up the tree in full attack mode. He kicked and beat the bear off with his bow. He thought he was a goner. Eventually she backed off. The very next day he arrowed a 450 lb. male in a different spot. 

Savage's golfing buddies are having quite a year. Last night I had my friends Horst and supermodel Mariana Louise over for a Halloween/birthday turkey dinner. Today is ML's birthday. I told them I'd seen 3 spikes and a mink that afternoon. "A mink? What's a mink?" ML asked. I imagined she envisioned three big nails and a mink coat hanging from a tree branch. I gently explained that mink coats do not come fully formed from Blackgamma, but are actually made from sleek little critters the size of a weasel. As the smoke poured from her cute little ears I could tell she didn't want to ask what a weasel or a spike was. Happy birthday darlin'. 

Remember to turn back your clocks. The rut's coming.