ive had a couple good ones. the first was on my first time going on a drive. we all had those motorola radios and I was a spotter. hadn't been hunting long either. So I hear someone get on the radio about 7 or 8 deer comin toward the ditch. now the ditch is about30 or 40 foot down and its two very i mean very steep hills. so these deer fore i know it come flyin down the one side and back up the other and was gone fore they got there. so i radio the others and tell em which way they was headed. just as I went to get up from behind this stump I see two young deer. they looked at me and i looked at them and we both about come off our legs. i come to my senses and sat there fumbling to get the safety off. I never did they just took off and to this day dont know whos heart was pounding harder, mine or theirs.
the other one is when I got my first shotgun and went out with a drive. once again I was spotting and as the walkers come up close enough I could here them good, I lowered my barrell to the ground and started to make my way back to where we was to meet. just then a huge doe run right by me in the middle of a leap. I guess, well i am ashamed to say it, but i know I had my finger on that trigger. I was just a kid so be easy on me now, not that i am that old, but anyway. I squeezed that trigger and it scared the hell out of me and I droppped that gun right into the mud. it went in barrel first. so i am settin there tryin to clean my gun up before anyone gets down there to see and when I finally do I start makin my way up to the group. My stepdad asked if I was the one who shot. I said yeah I seen a huge doe but I think I missed her. they must've known I was lying when they asked me if I checked for blood and I had to stop and think for about a minute as to what my answer was gonna be. one of my most embarresing hunts to this day.