A few more pics from the weekend.
This young lady took a doe and her first buck. Real nice mature 8. It actually had a little split sticker off the back of its main beam near the base. She hunted every morning and every evening and finally got it done on the last morning, just hours before their flight out of San Antonio. This was her 4th year to try for a buck, with a couple of near misses in the past.
Her younger (but much larger) brother took his first buck with his grandpa by his side. Happy kid, dad, and grandpa.
Another kid with his first buck on the very first evening of the trip. Must have a helluva guide...
An here's his dad with his first ever buck with a bow, and it hasn't been for lack of trying. I was actually posted up in a box stand where I could help him spot and watched it all go down. He made a great shot on him at about 25 yards. The deer only ran about 80 yards within my view, but out of sight from the hunter. He spun out and folded dead as a doornail within seconds of the shot. Of course, I couldn't help texting my buddy to tell him his buck went down but then ran off into the brush. He didn't think it was nearly as funny as I did. But lots of celebrating and bro hugs on this one.
Here's another cull a cousin of ours took over the weekend.
My son doing work with another doe. Sucker weighed 125.
One last pic. One of the families drove from Atlanta to South Texas. We had to rent them a little uhaul trailer to get all the horns and meat home to Georgia. Great hunt all around despite the heat.