Posted By: unclebubba
Boy's first deer, and his second!! - 01/16/18 04:58 PM
Late Youth season worked out very well for my boy! Here's the story...
Friday night we got to the Ranch late and went straight to the back pasture. There were 7 does already in the field. They were a familiar group we call the group of 7. They are always seen together. We spooked them getting into the stand, but they came back around at last light. He shot twice, and missed both times. The next morning, we picked a different stand where he would likely get a closer shot, and he ended up missing twice again that morning. After breakfast, I sat down with his rifle and took two shots myself. the rifle wasn't even on paper! Ugh! My girlfriend's father let us borrow a .223 WSSM and I had him shoot it, and he was dead on with that one. I'm not a fan of .223 for deer, but I know it will work with a well placed shot, so that became his firearm for the weekend. I had to carry it for him though because it was a heavy barrel Rem 700 varmint, and was way to heavy for him to carry to the stand. That evening, the group of 7 came out around 120 yards away, and he was shaking from adrenaline, so I sat him on my lap and helped steady him. His shot was about 8 inches right, but he did hit her in the neck, and she didn't go more than 5 yards. He was so excited that he could barely speak! High fives all around that evening! The next morning, we saw a perfect Buck for his first buck. Again, the shakes started to set in, so I helped steady him and he took the shot. The Buck jumped and ran off to the left behind a cedar tree, then came back into view and stood there for a minute, and before we could get another shot, he ran back off behind the cedar again. I thought he had been hit, but I was afraid he missed again. He has a habit of jerking the trigger when he gets excited. Shortly after, a buck came out from behind the cedar tree that I thought was the same Buck, but he was gone before I could put the binoculars on him. Now I was really convinced that he had missed. We decided to walk down and look for blood just in case, and low and behold, that last jump behind the cedar tree was that buck's last jump period. There he was, piled up not 2 feet from where we last saw him! So my boyo got his first doe and his first Buck thanks to the late youth season. I'm proud of him!
Friday night we got to the Ranch late and went straight to the back pasture. There were 7 does already in the field. They were a familiar group we call the group of 7. They are always seen together. We spooked them getting into the stand, but they came back around at last light. He shot twice, and missed both times. The next morning, we picked a different stand where he would likely get a closer shot, and he ended up missing twice again that morning. After breakfast, I sat down with his rifle and took two shots myself. the rifle wasn't even on paper! Ugh! My girlfriend's father let us borrow a .223 WSSM and I had him shoot it, and he was dead on with that one. I'm not a fan of .223 for deer, but I know it will work with a well placed shot, so that became his firearm for the weekend. I had to carry it for him though because it was a heavy barrel Rem 700 varmint, and was way to heavy for him to carry to the stand. That evening, the group of 7 came out around 120 yards away, and he was shaking from adrenaline, so I sat him on my lap and helped steady him. His shot was about 8 inches right, but he did hit her in the neck, and she didn't go more than 5 yards. He was so excited that he could barely speak! High fives all around that evening! The next morning, we saw a perfect Buck for his first buck. Again, the shakes started to set in, so I helped steady him and he took the shot. The Buck jumped and ran off to the left behind a cedar tree, then came back into view and stood there for a minute, and before we could get another shot, he ran back off behind the cedar again. I thought he had been hit, but I was afraid he missed again. He has a habit of jerking the trigger when he gets excited. Shortly after, a buck came out from behind the cedar tree that I thought was the same Buck, but he was gone before I could put the binoculars on him. Now I was really convinced that he had missed. We decided to walk down and look for blood just in case, and low and behold, that last jump behind the cedar tree was that buck's last jump period. There he was, piled up not 2 feet from where we last saw him! So my boyo got his first doe and his first Buck thanks to the late youth season. I'm proud of him!
and you have every reason to be proud 
