HOW BIG WAS YOUR FIRST DEER
12-01-2006, 06:01 PM
#24
Nontypical Buck
Join Date: Dec 2005
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RE: HOW BIG WAS YOUR FIRST DEER
My first was with a gun and it was a doe. My first with a bow was a button. On both of these I was on the ground and my dad was looking over my shoulder.
First time I ever went hunting by myself I downed a P&Y 8 pointer 30 minutes into the hunt.
First time I ever went hunting by myself I downed a P&Y 8 pointer 30 minutes into the hunt.
12-01-2006, 06:10 PM
#25
Join Date: Oct 2006
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RE: HOW BIG WAS YOUR FIRST DEER
First bow kill was this year. It was a big fat doe and I couldn't be prouder. First deer was last year. I shot an eight point with muzzleloader. I shot it through the heart at 70 yards and couldn't be happier with it. It's got 6 inch g2's and a 14 inch spread--not a trophy to you guys, but a giant for me in this area. I just got another muzzleoader doeyesterday so I've got three deer now in two years of hunting. I'm 15.
12-01-2006, 06:27 PM
#29
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RE: HOW BIG WAS YOUR FIRST DEER
My first deer with a bow was taken in 1984, I believe. It was also a button buck. I got it with a Bear Whitetail at 15yds.
I was new to bow hunting and learn by trial and error. I remember that day clearly. I remember soaking my tennis shoes with doe-in-heat scent and walking to a permenant tree stand.( boards nailed to a tree)
I waited in that tree for about 2 hours watching the sun work its way toward the horizon. I heard a twig snap to my right and looked over and saw a deer, with its nose to the ground, following where I walked in.
My heart started thumping out of my chest. It seemed like forever as the little button buck worked its way in front of me. I tried to draw my bow but couldn't. Then I lifted it high in the air and yanked it back. I took the shot and the rest is history. I was proud of that deer. Back then, not many guys, in my area, hunted with a bow and few were successful.
I was new to bow hunting and learn by trial and error. I remember that day clearly. I remember soaking my tennis shoes with doe-in-heat scent and walking to a permenant tree stand.( boards nailed to a tree)
I waited in that tree for about 2 hours watching the sun work its way toward the horizon. I heard a twig snap to my right and looked over and saw a deer, with its nose to the ground, following where I walked in.
My heart started thumping out of my chest. It seemed like forever as the little button buck worked its way in front of me. I tried to draw my bow but couldn't. Then I lifted it high in the air and yanked it back. I took the shot and the rest is history. I was proud of that deer. Back then, not many guys, in my area, hunted with a bow and few were successful.
