It’s the little things

by Oct 1, 2012Uncategorized

It’s the little things

I remember slapping my Dad’s leg because I could see him coming down the hill and was so excited. I remember Dad telling me to get into position and he helped me pull my mitten/gloves off. I knew where the target spot was and I knew not to lift my head after I shot. I remember asking Dad if I could shoot him and getting the go ahead. I remember his front leg snapping up and him running. I asked Dad if I had shot him and he chuckled, patted me on the back and said I had.

It was November 17th. I will never forget it. Where we were, what we did and how excited I was to get my first deer. He weighed in at 111lbs. The biologist at the tagging station took a tooth and I think some blood. He estimated that he was about 2 years old.

When I stopped by my parent’s house this weekend, I found this:

My Dad had had the small spikes mounted for me! I had no idea he was doing this and I can not tell you how much it means to me that he did. I think we will do the same thing with my other antlers.

I can’t wait to start my 10th season hunting with Dad! Just a few more weeks!

3 Comments

  1. I love your hunting stories! Very exciting. I'm still waiting for my first deer. Have you been out scouting yet?

  2. Dad has been scouting. I have not. Our cameras have been less than helpful this year, so we may just head into the woods and wait to see whats around. =)

  3. Awwww, how cool is that!
    That's one heck of a trophy if you ask me.
    ūüôā

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