I went into this hunting season with a heavy heart, after losing my dad in February and then a really close friend in August. I have the honor to hunt the 29 acres my dad decided to buy and retire on. I knew this season would be a tough one, but I know he would want me to get after it! After a very slow start to the season, I began a little vacation time Sunday morning...

The rain set me back a little while for the Sunday morning hunt, and it turned out to be slow. At about 10:45 I caught some close movement, and watched a pair of bobcats move in at 18 yards from me. The little one bailed, while mom locked in on me and stopped, Bad move.

My first Cat



I headed out right at 3 that afternoon. After a short walk, I found a deer already out eating corn. Upon further inspection, it was a buck. I had to get into my position without spooking him and managed to do so. I watched him and almost took him, but decided not to. He was at about 175 yards when I showed up and eventually moved on.



After some buddys gave me heck for not taking him, I really struggled with my decision I had made. I figured he was gone, and then heard something in the woods upwind but close. He came back out at 18 yards, same spot the bobcat came out.

This pic shows his hoof prints(at the end of the sticks) where he came out and bolted when he saw me, and you can see the blood where I got that cat earlier, same trail, just different directions.


He ran 30-40 yards before I got him to slow up for a shot.


This was my first deer here on an evening hunt, and ended up leaving him hanging all night because of the cold weather. Monday morning I slept in, and took the deer to the processor.


After that, I decided to go out with the FoxPro and a new decoy for a mid-day hunt to see if I could get a coyote to show itself. 2 minutes into my second sound this hog showed up. 75 yards or more north and upwind of my call and decoy, he never even looked my way, but he did stop long enough.


This hog was massive, I killed one here a couple years ago that weighed 204, this dude was bigger, I fought with this heavy SOB enough to get him out of the woods for a pic, and there was no way I could get him loaded in the DeathWagon alone, so he was donated to the coyotes. I'll be back tomorrow to deal with them.

My dad was watching over me this weekend.

Thanks for looking.

thanks for the share. Great way to honor your loved ones.

I bet your dad would be proud of those animals, nice cat and great deer! Both would make great mounts

Sounds like great trip with special memories. Nice buck

Man that is a great day hunting I could only imagine the thoughts of your dad going through your head during the day, congratulations I am sure your dad is very proud of you

Target Rich
Congrats and gonna make some good mounts

Awesome cat, awesome buck, and awesome hog too! Congrats to you! I'm sure your Dad was watching and is very proud of you! Thanks for sharing your story!

Awesome recap for a really great story. Congrats, and thanks for sharing!

Congrats. Better than my weekend.

A memorable day indeed! Sometimes animals just show up on parade when things fall together. Maybe your dad was leading the parade. Congrats.

What a great hunt!

Thanks for the kind words




definitely crossed my mind

You don't have many hunting weekends like that in your lifetime. Congratulations.

Congrats on a fantastic weekend. I know the memory thing. My Dad was not a deer hunter, but always made a point of sharing my kills with me. Very nice buck, bobcat, and hog. If you're done for the season, you've had a good one.

makes me sad to think about ever having to hunt without my dad.

Congrats to ya.

Good stuff there amigo. Well done.

Congrats!