My first white tail buck
Kk so not a youth hunt but I’m new to hunting, this is my second year... so here is it.
Saturday October 19th, a friend and I are on day two of our two day hunt for whitetail and grouse. Saw a couple deer early the first day, no grouse so it’s safe to say the first day was kind of a bust. So we got up early Saturday in hopes that we would be alittle luckier. Well that wasn’t the case, did not see a thing all morning so we head back to camp around 130 to pack up and make a game plan. After we were all packed up, finished lunch we decided to check out a couple more places on our way out and if we didn’t see anything we would say our good byes. Well 300m down the road from camp we spot a grouse, pass it up and keep going with our spirits lifted alittle. Well I kid you not, a kilometre down the road we come to a field where there stands 2 white tail bucks, one for each of us, by the time we get into shooting position, there gone. Dam!! We discussed and decided to stick it out for a bit and see if they come back. Well an hour or two pass and nothing so by this point my partner is beginning to feel under the weather( he was fighting off a cold all trip) so he heads back into town but I just have this gut feeling these two bucks are down this cut line on the back side of this field we saw them earlier. So we say our good byes and part ways, I start my trek into the Bush to pop up along this cut line. I emerge from the Bush and look up and down this cut for about 30 mins glassing what seems every inch, nothing. There’s this fresh section of clear cut woods to my right, so I say “**** why not, I will take a look”. Low and behold there’s those two bucks we saw earlier just eating away, have no idea I’m there. One is facing away from me and the other is broad side but with a bunch of trees and dead fall in front of it. At this point I have about an hour of legal shooting light so I wait, and I wait. Finally the broad side facing buck steps out, bam! Lung shot, if not very close. He hops up and just stands there, so I pump him again, hitting him in the gut. Noooo!!! Then he books it into the tick brush. I walk to where he was when I shot him, no blood so I start to slowly walk to we’re he would have went into the Bush. Finally find a blood trail m, started small but soon enough there he was, my first white tail buck. (I’m 29 and just started hunting last year). So I let out a WOOOO, pretty sure someone could hear me the next zone over lol. I was pumped, but then came to the realization, this is just the beginning, I have about 45 mins of light, I’m 1.5km in the brush away from my truck and I have only gutting a big game animal once and that was with my friend that has been hunting all his life. So I quickly take a pic or two and get to work. Once I gutted it it was way to heavy for me to carry in one piece. So I cut it in half and haul out the front half to a point where I feel like predators would find it.... then the back half. So I carried the back half to the truck in the pitch black, if there was a bear or lion beside me or close to me I wouldn’t even know. Get to the truck load him up as it starts to snow, get the shotgun and load up some slugs just in case. Get my head lamp and luckily as I head back the snow stops. Walk to where I think the front half is and start searching, I find it, thank god and start the hike back with this 3x3, almost 4x4 on my back. By the time I get back to my truck it has been close to 3 hours since the shot, I’m absolutely cover in blood and just smell like death. I did it, got my first buck, and out of all that I wouldn’t have changed a single thing. I was sceptical, I wasn’t sure if hunting was for me but this experience sold it for me. Since then I haven’t stop thinking about every moment and can’t stop thinking of when I’m going next. I will never forget those 3 to 4 hours and will have a story of a life time. Thanks for reading, happy hunting
Last edited by Ckpearson; 10-22-2019 at 08:17 PM.
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