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Oh yeah!!!! Ole boy done got a lil redneck in him!
Matt, OWA's thanks for the emails of congrats! It was so awesome!
Got to my spot about 6:45 am. My stand (well the one that was left out there--- I am claiming it) sits over a stream with 2 small waterfalls. So I sit above the falls noise.
Sat for an hour, played some games on my phone, read some S&P, FB, etc. Bout, 8:15 I was texting back and forth with my brother and my buddies that were also in deerstands today. It was like 41 degrees and clear so it was a perfect morning. My lil bro told me he had seen 3 does but no clear shot.
My buddy A hadnt seen nothing.
I texted my wife and told her about 30 more mins and I was coming home. And that we were going to WallyMart to get me some cold weather hunting gear later.
Maybe 10 mins after that, some movement to the left. Saw a young doe, thought it was a puppy. As it got within 10 yards, I saw ole boy playing the perimeter. She was being pursued by ole lovebug.
I was so dang nervous. I kept thinking "holy crap, this cant be happening, I am going to get one of em" Now remember, this is the first time I have ever in my life went hunting in the morning. I have done 3 afternoons and not seen a thing.
So she came onto the creek about 30 yards in front of me and started drinking. He kept 20 yards past her on the perimeter. I put her in my sights just incase he stayed covered. As I saw him creep in the distance and got into a small window of a shot, I pulled the trigger and realized the safety was on. Crap. That click had the doe look up at me but she went back to drinking. He walked another 4 feet and gave me about a 5ft diameter window through some trees for a shot.
BOOM!
Nailed him! 55 yards out, that .308 missile hit dead bullseye. I have never shot a more perfect shot in my life. He went nuts rolling. She went back to get another sip or two before she bolted. I had a shot on her but my wife would have killed me if I had 2 bills at the processor. And I didnt want to drag 2 out.
I was so nervous and shaking. The adrenaline mixed with the cold was almost unbearable. I had never done anything like this. I texted my brother and my buddy. No one believed me. My buddy finally called me and I was so shaky I almost dropped the phone. We talked for a few and decided I had smoothed down it was time to go track it. He was 45 mins away but wanted to be there for me to help pull it out. (Me, him and his wife all got our hunting licenses together this year, its all of our first year).
So I walked down the trail to the spot where I shot him and there he was, 15 yards away, already lifeless. It was a weird but VERY exciting feeling. Not knowing how to field dress, I figured if I drug him back closer to my other buddies house (where I was hunting) he could help get him closer to the vehicle. So I drug this 140-150lb buck about 100 yards before my buddy came down. His 4 wheeler wouldnt start so we teamed up and drug it another 100 yards to a small clearing. Since I had to dress it we went back to the house for coffee to wait on my buddy and his wife.
They got there and handed me the knife. I will be honest, I didnt want to do it at first because I was already late for cutting my MIL's grass. I would have rather paid the $15 for the processor to do it. But we all talked about it and it was only right. He warned me about the "smell in the steam".
Not to get too graphic but I cut that ****** open, ripped everything out and didnt gag once! I was amazed and how easy it was.
(*Note, buying a gut knife tomorrow, didnt have one and my buddy saved the day with his. Also, good thing I had some medical gloves in my first aid kit.)
It was an amazing experience for my first time. And I didnt get one drop of blood on me. It was a clean shot, went right through the shoulder, it either broke his leg or he did when he was ground rolling.
When we got to the processor, they were all amazed that I hit one that big on my first morning hunt ever and did it all by myself. He cut the rack off for me to save.
In the attached pics you can see my 4 pointer, the lane, the edited lane with the tight spot I pegged him through ( my buddy was amazed that I pulled off such an accurate shot through a tight window) and just a "instagram pic" of my missiles.
I know this was long and probably not as good as some of you veterans but man this was a great day. I told my wife that it was a weird feeling and that at that moment it made me feel like a MAN. She said that I needed to come home and build her a table then.... LOL
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Matt, OWA's thanks for the emails of congrats! It was so awesome!
Got to my spot about 6:45 am. My stand (well the one that was left out there--- I am claiming it) sits over a stream with 2 small waterfalls. So I sit above the falls noise.
Sat for an hour, played some games on my phone, read some S&P, FB, etc. Bout, 8:15 I was texting back and forth with my brother and my buddies that were also in deerstands today. It was like 41 degrees and clear so it was a perfect morning. My lil bro told me he had seen 3 does but no clear shot.
My buddy A hadnt seen nothing.
I texted my wife and told her about 30 more mins and I was coming home. And that we were going to WallyMart to get me some cold weather hunting gear later.
Maybe 10 mins after that, some movement to the left. Saw a young doe, thought it was a puppy. As it got within 10 yards, I saw ole boy playing the perimeter. She was being pursued by ole lovebug.
I was so dang nervous. I kept thinking "holy crap, this cant be happening, I am going to get one of em" Now remember, this is the first time I have ever in my life went hunting in the morning. I have done 3 afternoons and not seen a thing.
So she came onto the creek about 30 yards in front of me and started drinking. He kept 20 yards past her on the perimeter. I put her in my sights just incase he stayed covered. As I saw him creep in the distance and got into a small window of a shot, I pulled the trigger and realized the safety was on. Crap. That click had the doe look up at me but she went back to drinking. He walked another 4 feet and gave me about a 5ft diameter window through some trees for a shot.
BOOM!
Nailed him! 55 yards out, that .308 missile hit dead bullseye. I have never shot a more perfect shot in my life. He went nuts rolling. She went back to get another sip or two before she bolted. I had a shot on her but my wife would have killed me if I had 2 bills at the processor. And I didnt want to drag 2 out.
I was so nervous and shaking. The adrenaline mixed with the cold was almost unbearable. I had never done anything like this. I texted my brother and my buddy. No one believed me. My buddy finally called me and I was so shaky I almost dropped the phone. We talked for a few and decided I had smoothed down it was time to go track it. He was 45 mins away but wanted to be there for me to help pull it out. (Me, him and his wife all got our hunting licenses together this year, its all of our first year).
So I walked down the trail to the spot where I shot him and there he was, 15 yards away, already lifeless. It was a weird but VERY exciting feeling. Not knowing how to field dress, I figured if I drug him back closer to my other buddies house (where I was hunting) he could help get him closer to the vehicle. So I drug this 140-150lb buck about 100 yards before my buddy came down. His 4 wheeler wouldnt start so we teamed up and drug it another 100 yards to a small clearing. Since I had to dress it we went back to the house for coffee to wait on my buddy and his wife.
They got there and handed me the knife. I will be honest, I didnt want to do it at first because I was already late for cutting my MIL's grass. I would have rather paid the $15 for the processor to do it. But we all talked about it and it was only right. He warned me about the "smell in the steam".
Not to get too graphic but I cut that ****** open, ripped everything out and didnt gag once! I was amazed and how easy it was.
(*Note, buying a gut knife tomorrow, didnt have one and my buddy saved the day with his. Also, good thing I had some medical gloves in my first aid kit.)
It was an amazing experience for my first time. And I didnt get one drop of blood on me. It was a clean shot, went right through the shoulder, it either broke his leg or he did when he was ground rolling.
When we got to the processor, they were all amazed that I hit one that big on my first morning hunt ever and did it all by myself. He cut the rack off for me to save.
In the attached pics you can see my 4 pointer, the lane, the edited lane with the tight spot I pegged him through ( my buddy was amazed that I pulled off such an accurate shot through a tight window) and just a "instagram pic" of my missiles.
I know this was long and probably not as good as some of you veterans but man this was a great day. I told my wife that it was a weird feeling and that at that moment it made me feel like a MAN. She said that I needed to come home and build her a table then.... LOL
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