Had a rough start to the year is an understatement…
My dad let me sit in his spot, and watched my daughter after school. I was able to get out at 4:15pm. 5 mins later big deer 200 yards out. Watched her for a hour she kept looking back. After a little doe walked out into the field, I waited for a bigger one. As he stepped out. I wanted him to walk a bit more in front of me. All of a sudden a gun shot went off right next to me. It just picked it’s head up and put it back down and sent one. It high kicked but was no match for my dad’s .450 BM racked and shot again witch missed it did a somersault and as I racked in another one I seen its head lower he was down. The neighbor that shot his button buck (thought it was a doe) was 100 yards from me. I thought they were shooting at the deer in front of me. Needless to say it was a hard year that, only made me realize why I hunt. After losing a buck in bow session and also doe. with good blood and shot placement, my confidence and sitting out was getting worst by the day. I kept at it, rain wind or shine. My persistence paid off!!! Shout out to my dad for helping to encourage me, to get in the woods. If it wasn’t for him, I wouldn’t have been able to harvest this 5 point brute love you dad!