Got One!!!

Sitting by the oven late Friday night, listing to my dad and uncle reminisce about past hunting experiences, got me excited to go out and get a story of my own.

My alarm went off at five thirty in the morning and that was all the encouragement I needed to get out of bed and get dressed. At six o'clock the other people from our group arrived ready to set out. We started walking towards our respective spots breaking off as we we got to our various exits. When I got to the spot I would be in for the next four hours I cleared some snow off the ground and settled in for a long, chilly morning. Shortly after sunrise I was "resting my eyes" for a second. I opened my eyes slowly and saw a doe running across the hill in front of me. I raised my gun but too late she was already behind dome thick brush. I saw her wandering around behind the a fallen tree and it pissed me off to be so close and not be able to shoot. I got to shoot soon enough though, she trotted up the hill and I thought she was gone for good. Ten minutes later she was back.

She came walking down the hill, and this time I was ready. With my gun raised I waited for her to come closer. When she got to where she could smell me, she stopped and looked around. It was now or never. I shot, I missed, she ran twenty yards, I shot again, I missed again, she ran away to live another day.

In my defense it was an awkward shot, but all excuses aside, I just choked. The rest of the morning I saw several more deer. I saw a total of twelve does and four bucks in that span of four hours.

After awhile my uncle walked over and told me that my grandpa had shot a deer and to come with him to see it and help him with the deer that he shot, all THREE OF THEM!!! So we went and found his first deer, cleaned it, and drug it up the hill. Then we went and found his second deer, a doe and I volunteered to clean it. My first time cleaning a deer, and I figured I'd get some practice for when I shot mine.

After we got the third one we walked back to the house to eat some breakfast. after that I decide to walk through the woods to get to my spot. When a was almost to my destination a doe trotted up over the hill. I froze. I swung my gun up and she bolted. I fired the first shot, and missed. She made it halfway down the hill and I fired again. She dropped. Hell Yea!!! I walked down to get her, but she was still alive so I put a bullet in her brain. She wasn't alive anymore. I cleaned her, man was I glad I had practiced earlier that morning, dragged her up the hill, and that was that.

AWESOME!!! More tomorrow.