Dressing out at 119 lbs., I finally got my first deer! 11-8-18 A buck! Ben and I went to the same stands we had gone to the prior weekend on Thursday. The wind wasn't the best, but I wanted redemption from missing the big buck I saw previously. I actually took Ben's rattle bag this time to see if it would help. Around 5pm I tried rattling every 15 minutes or so. Nothing. I even texted Ben a frown face emoji around 5:30pm because I had not seen anything. Sunset was at 5:30pm so we legally had til 6pm to shoot something. I tried to blind call a doe bleat and went back to rattling. I started watching a piney squirrel to my left and said a prayer..."just let me see SOMETHING..." I swear at that moment I heard a rustling and thought, "another dumb squirrel to my right" and I turned and saw a larger something coming out of the thicket. I couldn't quite make out if it was a doe or buck but did see the body was large enough and I had made the determination right there I was gonna go for it. He rounded a tree so I could see he was a buck...smaller than the one I had missed but large enough to take. I stood up and grabbed my bow. Drew back as he was walking not paying attention. I made a noise to make him stop and look and for a moment thought I was busted. I aimed lower this time (after figuring out my mistake from last time) and took the shot. It still was high and I spine shot him. He dropped there and lost ability in his hind legs. He wasn't making any sort of noise to make me uncomfortable knowing he was in pain, but I called Ben right away. Ben made his way to me to finish the deer off. I wish it would have been a cleaner shot, but in hindsight, at least we didn't have to track it and take the risk of not being able to find it. All in all, a good experience and I am learning new things every time I hunt. Loving it even more...
Thankful for this experience and thankful for this animal that I was able to take. More meat in the freezer for the family.



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