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littleal

Congratulations To your wife DOG!
My first deer was about a 70 lb fawn. It was 20 years ago now. At the time we weren't allowed to hunt until we were 15 and I had been introduced to archery yet! We did drives with the shotguns.
It was about the 3rd day into the hunt and we started a drive which began at the edge of a gas line right Of way. I took about three steps into the long grass and up jumped a deer to which looked to me as a doe wthe way it jumped. I pulled the shotgun up and hit it with the SSG out of my Ithaca model 37. It happened to be a button buck.
To this day I still remember the fever set in while sitting there
AL

jevan

good job. I was 17 hunting with some friends during a drive when a big doe ran past at full speed ,I shouldered my 30-30 marlin and dropped in her tracks. I felt so sorry for her at the time, 20 years later I took it up again and busted 3 last year and the same feeling came back. I have gotten 2 with a bow this year and the largest buck ever 9 points with a 17 inch spread, my wife videoed him in the back yard and 4 days later I got him 1 mile from the house, after seeing him in real life (video) and then seeing him under my stand all the emotions came back, some times I wish I could keep them as pets so I can look at them anytime with out killing them . but they do taste good..

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Bowhunter_45

My first deer was 3 years ago when i was 12 years old. I shot a 130 pound doe with my little remington youth 20 gauge shotgun.

wimp

Mine too was off a drive. A small doe, missed the first shot at her standing 40 yds away. She came running at me to my left and I flattened her with the next shot. Go figure. That was 1986.

Xcellerator

I started out at 16 with a 16 gage bolt action shot gun(still have it) in the adirondacks of ny. never did see any deer.moved to pa and a friend of mine got me started with bow hunting. hunted for 3 years and saw tons of deer. just screwed up too many hunts to get one.
on my very last day to hunt in pa. before moving back to the adirondacks, i went out in the afternoon to my favrite oak tree,but there was no sign. i looked for a while and settled for a tree 50 yds away.
now the fun began! i heard a small dog barking for about 20 min.it didn't sound right and it was comming from where i thought the deer would come out.i thought it may have been cought in a trap.so i went over to help it.boy did he take off running and yipping when this camo thing came at him!!!
just before dark ,i heard this weird sound. turn out its a hot air baloon right over me and comming down fast. i could see the ladies watch on her wrist, they were that low. they landed two feilds away.
my thoughts were , no deer today. but i saw a doe and a fawn comming my way.than an 8 pt commes in as the boss and scares the two away.he comes in so i draw , he sees me and takes off to my left.well some how i shoot through a paper plate size hole in the brush and nail him throgh the heart! 8 pt 205#, first deer! still haven't topped it but its fu trying.

Buckhuntn01

It was in 1991 and I was 28 years old. It was my first time deer hunting ever. My father-in-law had decided that it was way too windy and we decided to pack it in for the morning and try our luck with the scheduled diminshing winds in the afternoon. We were almost out of the woods when he whispered &quot;there's a buck.&quot; It was a small 6 pointer. I stood there and watched him take aim. He shot and we watched the buck wobble - it was like the deer was dizzy. <img src=icon_smile_question.gif border=0 align=middle> He shot again and the deer took off running straight into the woods about 30 yeards away. I decided that he shot enough so I lifted my 12 guage shotgun and pulled the trigger. The deer literally did a summersault. I shot him through the neck. <img src=icon_smile_dead.gif border=0 align=middle>Later we understood why the deer wobbled. My father-in-law completely shot off one side of the deer's antlers at the base of the head. It must have felt like someone hit it in the head with a sledgehammer.

My absolute favorite time was when I got my first bow kill in 1996. I've been hooked ever since. Deer hunting is a lot of fun with a gun - make no mistake about it. But it doesn't give me the thrill like bow hunting. To me that's deer hunting.

GForce

Congratulations to your wife on her first deer, I hope she gets more opportunities in the future. Here's my first:

My first one was a six point. Walking into the woods toward my stand to hunt the afternoon I catch movement in time to watch the rear end of a deer going down to bed. He was only 30-35 yards away then, so I moved in slowly with just a slight breeze rustling the leaves on the trees.

At &lt;15 yards I could see antlers and his head was moving side to side. A basket 3x3. As he began to stand, I draw. He spins around and stops looking directly at me and I let the arrow fly. Enters just right of where his neck joined the shoulder and disappeared. He ran just of to my left and crashed through brush for about 5 seconds then silence.

I looked at my dads' old Bear Thunderbird recurve and thought of all the arrows I had shot during the past year to get ready for just this experience. I wondered if the hit was good, I had never been in this situation before. It all happened so fast once he stood, I didn't get nervous. But then the reality set in and I began shaking so bad I had to sit down for fear of falling off my feet.

I sat for a while, I don't know how long, just trying to get a handle on things. I get up and go to where he was standing. About ten feet behind where his back legs had been laid my arrow. Covered in blood and some brownish-green stuff and some pieces of corn. I begin walking his path watching his tracks, broken brush and after about 20-30 steps begin seeing blood splattered on the brush, ground and sapplings with some blood as high as waist level. After another 60-70 yards I look up to see him down, watched for signs of him breathing and approached with nervous fear. When I prodded him with a nocked arrow and he didn't move, all I could do was kneel beside him and stare. I had seen many deer that season in the woods but most were does and bucks were the only legal deer for harvest.

Well I ramble on, but suffice it to say - you never forget the first one.



Shoot often - Hunt always

kodiakhuntmaster

I started hunting when I was 13 years old and hunting with a barrowed 20 ga. stevens single shot. I was living with my dad in NC at the time and had to go to Georgia to see my mom and step-dad to go hunting. (there wasn't anywhere close to hunt in NC). So I only had a few days to hunt that first year and never saw a deer. The next year my step-dad bought me my first gun, a 30-30 marlin. It was a cannon to me at the time. Me and him hunted a large field edge for two days before I saw a deer that was in range, a little buck that had a mainframe fork horn on one side and a spike on the other. His rack had been all messed up while in velvet and he had 6 points in all. (little tiny deformed points). He stepped out right at 50 yards so I took aim and shot hitting the deer in the spine and dropped him in his tracks. My second deer was my first one with a bow. I little 60 pound doe. I was shooting a 55# compound with fingers and got her at 15 yards. I was so happy with both of them I almost cried.

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mauser06

last day in buck season my first year...saturday so i being a junior could take a doe...my dad had to work so he asked a buddy if he wanted to take me and he did...driving up the guys driveway that was letting us hunt we seen a buck and a few other deer..the buck was a MONSTER...looked liek a big 12 or so..get ot the spot and set up...about 30 mins later a small yearling doe walked down and im not up and ready...she walks within 12 yds of us and runs off after catching a wind...i got my gun up and sat ready for the rest of the time...i hear something walking down the hill i was watching..figured it was the tukeys we were listening to or the tree rat i was watching play around...i hear a snort..didnt see the deer yet the guy was like devin! a deer! she goes behind a big oak i take the saftey off and she turns around..i didnt know what to do so i was like &quot;should i shoot!&quot; and as soon as i hear the y part of yes i cracked one off with the winchester 88 in 308...watching as the bullet hit i watched her do a flip sideways in the air! it was wild..her legs were n the opposite side of the hill too...i was totally calm until the second i seen her on the ground after the flip..i lost it..i was breathing sooo hard and shaking like a leaf..we sat there for like 5 minutes so i didnt fall or anything on the way over..another deer came running down the same trail and kept running right by her..looked like a yearling doe..right before i went nuts i seen like 25 turkeys take to wind and about 15-20 deer running off...i wonder if i woulda waited if the monster buck would came down..but im still happy...later in the paper or maybe the next year a nice 16pt was shot in the same town i took the doe...im willing to bet its the same deer i seen!...and the guy was going to take me to another spot..and shot on that day was a nice buck in the same area...a nice 12pt i think...im still happy with my nice mature doe!
kinda wish i coulda shared the thrill with my dad...but he gto to see the second deer i took and alots of my firsts...that was definently the biggest rush ive ever had...