This year’s hunting season is officially over and while I had originally planned on making several posts, I got too busy with actually hunting and time slipped away from me. So now you’ll have to deal with a recap.
This season was a little different than usual. One, because it was Dylan’s first year and 2, because I managed to tag out 2 weeks earlier than usual.
Opening day was pretty exciting because like I said, it was Dylan’s first year and pretty much the day he’s been waiting for his whole life. He told us he wasn’t going to shoot a tiny buck, he wanted to wait for a decent sized one. So after trudging out before the sun rose and waiting in a make shift blind for a few hours, we finally saw a little buck, which I actually had been looking at for awhile thinking it was a doe. Dylan decided this was his deer. We knew the holding out for a bigger one wasn’t going to happen haha so Brad helped him load the gun and line up his shot. First shot and Dylan had his first ever buck down!! We were soooo excited! The three of us took off across the field to check it out just to find it was wounded and down, but still alive, so Dyl took one more shot and put the deer out of its misery. He was so proud of himself and I’m not even going to lie, I shed a few happy tears for him. Ok, I shed a lot and Brad’s still teasing me about it.
Since we didn’t have a pick up truck, we loaded the deer on to the top of our Tahoe, like true rednecks, and took it to Brandon and Morgans to hang it and skin it.
We spent the afternoon of opening day in a different part of the countryside trying to find a mule doe for me to shoot. We found a few, I shot at a few, and I missed a few. I was getting pretty frustrated. Finally we found another herd and I managed to crack one.
Pretty successful opening day.
We spent the weekend after opening day trying to get me or Brad a buck but neither one of us had any luck and not for lack of trying on my part. I was having a rough season and couldn’t seem to hit the broad side of a barn, never mind a deer. Finally, the following Wednesday, was my lucky day. I spotted a buck I wanted and was determined to get it. My determination paid off and I got us some more meat for our freezer.
The second weekend in November we had the chance to take our niece Jazzy out. We hoped to find her a buck but didn’t have much luck. She wasn’t picky and just wanted to shoot something so we got her lined up on a pretty hard shot, across a little lake, on a doe. She totally nailed it! I was so impressed and she was so excited!
That same weekend we got to do an evening hunt with Brandon and Morgan, where Brandon filled his doe tag, and we went on a day trip a few hours away with some other friends hoping to find Brad his white tail buck. We had no luck in the buck area but we saw a huge herd of elk so we ran to the nearest town to buy a tag but unfortunately by the time we got back, the herd had just crossed over a fence line into land that was not huntable.
Brad spent the following week looking for a couple huge bucks we had seen on the previous weekend but had no luck. The following weekend he took Dylan out to get his mule doe and my father in law even joined. Dylan was really excited to get his second deer with grandpa watching.
It was a fruitful day because just before the sun went down, Brad got his buck! He lost his wedding ring while gutting it but small price to pay for a deer. Or so I’m told….
And just like that, we were all tagged out and our freezer was full. We are usually out hunting until the very last minute of closing day so it was a little weird for us to have time left over but it give us time to get everyone’s deers butchered and packed away. Also gave me ample time to clean the blood off of my steering wheel, seats, windshield, roof and pretty much everywhere else on my SUV. Including the carpets in the very back of the vehicle because Brad thought he could just throw some deer in there no problem. Yes I say some, it was plural.
Those who don’t hunt don’t understand it, but it’s seriously some of the most fun I’ve ever had and it gives you the BEST stories. The meat is good, the antlers are great, but you can’t beat the memories. Btw, Brad actually found his wedding the next day! Haha