Long Long Story
November 16, 2009 at 10:33am
That is the first real big deer I had ever seen in the woods. I shot him (the first time) on Nov. 21st about 30 minutes before dark. I was hunting in a climbing stand, he came out behind and to the left of me. I shoot left handed so I had to stand up before I could shoot. All I saw was that he was a big deer and saw that big g2. He was walking and I shot just as he was going to go behind a tree and be out of the bowl I was hunting. I knew it wasnt the best shot, but I got good blood. It had been raining for 3 days straight and was still drizzling, so we took up the blood trail. Well we jumped him up and I thought it was over, that I would never find him. So we went home and gave him the night, I didnt even want to go back because all the rain that night I knew there would be no blood trail. Did not even put a 3rd shell back in my gun (turned out to be a dumb#** idea). So the next morning I walked toward where I had last heard him, and believe it or not he was there, but he was not dead. He stood up about 40 yards in front of me with those huge horns. I shot him again right behind the shoulder, hit him hard. Took a second shot, but was shaking so bad I hit a tree about 2 foot from him. He limped off, I lost it, started shouting for my dad to brind me more shells, he is almost deaf and thought I had killed him and wanted the 4 wheeler, so he shows up about 10 minutes later. I am all bent out of shape. We get back on the blood trail, this time he is dropping pieces of lung material. He crosses a flooded creek. So I walk a log across the creek, do not take my gun, because I have to use both hands to get across. I find where he crossed the creek, and there is just a pile of blood. Figure he is dead, especially after all the bleeding the night before, take back up the blood trail. Find him laying there staring at me at about 25 yards, have no gun and watch those big horns limp away from me again (he looks even bigger when he is walking away from you, believe me). Heartbreaking!! I go back across the creek, get my gun, track him some more, lose blood, go back across the creek, make my dad walk the log, and go back to where I lost blood. My dad picks up the trail, we follow, I can hear this deer walking in front of us. I RUN up to where I can see him, shoot him, he falls, gets back up and I shoot him again, again he falls and is still trying to get up so I put my last shell in him. Run up to him grab those horns and scream like a little girl!! So that is the reason for all those spots.
I know I made so many mistakes that I should have never found him, but I stayed with him, all this took about 5 hours the second day. Learned a lot that day, came home with a trophy.
Sharing the moment that I layed my hands on that monster with my father = PRICELESS!!