I was 16 at the time and living in the Lompoc area......actually Casmalia, and left the house for a morning deer hunt. After a long climb up to a mesa, I stopped under a small oak tree to catch my breath. I had a decent view across a narrow canyon and was looking around for any antlers sticking out of the brush below and across from me. I saw the dirt rise up from the ground about 6 feet to my left and heard a loud report from across the canyon. I grabbed my rifle from my lap and fired it into a tree below me and yelled across the canyon. I never did hear a reply or see anyone move but it sure ended my days hunting. Back then, they didnt have blaze orange, but I was wearing bright red. That kind of thing can happen when you run across "LA" hunters.
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