well my first deer was last year i was 12 and was hunting wit a remington semi auto 12 ga. me and my uncle went out at like 5 a.m he was sleeping, i was listening and watching next thing i know its 6 now and just starting to get light i hear something coming across the creek in the next treeline over i watch the 6 point till its bout 20 yards away then BAM he was at 3/4 i shot him in the neck and he ran 40 yards and dropped dead!

I passed up a small 5 pointer that was injured opening day of gun season last year (first year of hunting) my buddy saw him and let him walk thinking it would be a perfect buck for me since he hurt. I let him walk and i have no idea why, from there on i decided if its brown its down and it took probably another 20 hunts before i even saw another deer i finally shot a doe and ended having to finish the job from 5 feet away, what an experience.

Got my first a couple of years ago with my muzzle loader. It was the day after Christmas, getting close to the end of the season. I was on the ground behind a medium size tree along a deer path. At a few minutes before dusk, a buck and doe came walking up the path. The doe figured out I was there, and bolted one way, the buck the other. The buck stopped running right in my shooting lane and took a look at me, took my shot.

The wind started picking up, and by the time I got to the spot, the blood trail on the leaves was almost completly blown away. I gave up looking until morning. The next morning, I dragged lefty26 out with me to look for my deer. After a minute or two of looking, he yells "here's your deer". It had run a few yards, then had fallen over a small cliff and died. It had a couple of bites out of its haunches, but still got a good bit of meat from it, have its antlers mounted.

-Rick C.

My first deer....wellI hunted for 2 years and only had close encounters or just bad misses. I had hunted from the start of bow season last year and had not had any luck. Opening day of rifle season came and I got in my stand early and I had a little 5 pointer walk through. He spooked and I was still out of a deer. Later that night I gave it one more try. I hunted from 2 oclock and hadnt seen a stinkin' thing then I looked up and seen a little doe(at least I thought)getting a drink from the creek. It walked about 25 yards from my stand and I shot it and droppped it in its tracks. Come to find out it was a button buck, but I was still happy.

I got mine 5 years ago during gun season. I was on 80 acres of public land and decided to try still hunting because I had no deer come anywhere near my stand for 3 days. About 5 mins before shooting light was gone, I heard a deer moving to my left through some thick brush. I figured he was headed towards the trail I was still hunting. Sure enough, he was and he popped out 10 yds in front of me. He ended up being a she but I could've cared less because I had tags for both. I sent a rifled 20 gauge slug through her lungs and she dropped in her tracks. I carried that deer back 3/4 of a mile to my van and got her back to my house and walked in. I forgot completely that I was covered in blood from carrying the doe fireman style through the woods. My wife thought I had hurt myself and I had to calm her down while trying to tell the story of my first deer. What a night!

Well my first Buck was a story. We got this new lease in Alabama and we are from Louisiana. I had gone in and missed a buck with my bow just the week before. So opening morning of gun I am up in a home made climber I built myself and day break comes along and here is the very same deer I just missed a week before walking my way. He was only a spike but hell I never shot a buck before. When he gets about fifty yards away, I take the shot and he runs straight at me and falls right under me at about 10 yards. Well he refused to die and kept trying to get up. Had to shoot again then climb down to get em. It was a bitter/sweet first deer. Since then I consentrate on a clean accurate shot. That was twenty years ago.

My first deer a 10 1/2 inch spike came in 1973-My dad drooped me off beside a tree-told me to stand still--He went around the other side of this thicket to squirell hunt -before daylight heard some deer come by grunting--couldn't see them--I wanted to rattle so dad gave me two peices of dall rod to beat together--After daylight i beat them and within 20 minutes he slipped in,an I shot him--Did I call him in,I don't know but it was fun!!!

Venison was the number one meat on the farm. It was back in 1972 and my grandfather said to go out behind the grainery and harvest a big doe. He gave me a single shot .22 and 2 rounds. I had been sitting for only 20 min. when 2 big does came to about 30 yards. I head shot one of them and that was my day. It really wasn't hunting back then, it was just getting meat for the family.

Im still waiting on that 1st deer. Im 23 and been hunting 6 times or so. It will come.