j_wag15

My first Deer was last year after three years of bowhunting. IT was a 16 pointer i took with a bow at 40 yards. I was 15

vc1111

Wow! Good work Jag. What a beautiful animal.

Mine was a 6 point buck taken with a bow at 39 yards. I had practiced at that distance, during the preseason for about four months, had placed ribbons at 20, 30 and 40 yards, and the buck was calm, standing just near the 40 yard ribbon. He went about 40 yards.

THE DEER SLAYER

It was the last day of my first year of my hunting. A doe and a fawn came up and my dad missed the doe so I swung around and shot the fawn with a .222. I now use a 30-06. That was so exciting, I'm hooked for life.

DoubleLung55

My first deer was when i was 12 years old. I was at deer camp with the guys for the first time. After a first day with no luck we went to the town's " BIG BUCK CONTEST" and after seeing other youths my age with buck i was determined to get one the next day . I woke up just at day break , shook my dad and told him to get up . I quickly threw on my camo , grabbed my browning A bolt .270 and off we went. I got up to the 3rd or 4th bench on the mountain and sat down. 5 or 10 minutes later i heard BOOM!!!!! and got ready. Soon after 3 doe ( or what i thought were doe ) came up and bedded down. i got up to peek over the noll at them and maye get a shot when my dad said " Joe do you want a spike "? i quickly said heck yea and shouldered my gun to see a deer laying down . It took me 5 shots to get him down , as i missed at him bedded down with the first 4 . When he stod up i cracked him in the head . I guess i never took the cross hairs off his head . Needless to say my first was a spike.

jeffmiller

My first deer was 8 years ago, when I was 12. At 7 a.m. on opening day my dad saw a small doe, and I proceeded to miss with 4 shots out of my 20 gauge, and dropped her with my last shot. It was real cool because I got my picture on the front page of the local paper. My first bow kill was when I was 16, a nice mature doe and 31 yards. Even though I have shot 8 deer, I still get very nervous when I get a shot. That's the real thrill in hunting.

"Playing under the table and dreaming"

PaulBear

Hey congrat's to your wife,My first deer was a spike I was 12 and bow hunting with my grandma,we had set up a ground blind in a stand of pine's the spike came in not even 15 minute's after we sat down,she handed me the bow and asked if i would like to try the shot,I did my grandma's teaching's justice and hit the spike behind the shoulder and it ran off 20 yard's and fell over dead,I still have the photo and the antler's and that was over 28 years ago

hoythunter48

The first time i ever went i was fortunate enough to take a ten pointer within about three hours, Everybody told me i would shoot the first deer that walked by and i said you just watch i wont shoot nothing under 15 inches and to this day that 15 inch ten point has been my smallest buck lol i guess i like getting even

"She said if I hit that fishin hole today, she's be packin all her things and she'd, be gone by noon....I'm gonna miss her, when I get home."

Pops423

My first deer was taken when I was 14. I had just seen a buck and missed an opportunity to get a shot as he ran over the hill. When I got over the crest of the hill, there was a buck just standing up from being bedding down in a blowdown. I pulled up and squeezed the trigger hitting him in the neck and dropping him on the spot. He was a 4 point. 3 on the right and a single 12" spike running down the side of his head on the left. Very odd looking but very cool. That was 16 years ago, but still remember every detail.

propmahn

i dont think i will forget my first deer, and i know i havent already because its the only one ive gotten so far and it only happened sunday. hunting is one intense sport, people that dont hunt just will never know that anticipation, wear start shaking a little. its great

propmahn
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WV Hunter

I remember it like it was yesterday. I had hunted about 3 years and never gotten anything. Then finally one winter day at 7:30 am, I got a shot at a big doe(with my marlin .30-30). I hit her low...had to trail her a long ways. I kept jumping her and couldn't get a shot. She was heading down the mountain. After a couple hours of following her, I caught up with her and finished her off. Wow...was I excited!!! ...until I realized I had no idea where I was other than WAY down the mountain. After field dressing her...I began the drag...all I knew was I had to go uphill. I started uphill and eventually ran into a logging road that I knew went to the top. Well, after 8....yes 8, long hours of dragging....I ended up within 200 yards of the truck...and some guys came and finished the drag for me. It was 5:30 pm. I was 17, she weighed 100 lbs...and I earned her with all I had....I was just about dead.

I learned quite a few things that day <img src=icon_smile_big.gif border=0 align=middle> and THANK GOD for the tiny bit of snow on the ground that I used to track her with, and to eat while dragging her. Been hooked ever since..<img src=icon_smile_big.gif border=0 align=middle>