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: I wanted to get you these pictures of my daughter Madi's first deer. Madi has been hunting with me and my hunting partner Sherm for the past 4 years, we have hiked her tail off with us every year putting on several miles each day of the hunt. She has been a real trooper keeping up with us not complaining a bit and yes on occasion she has to wait for us to catch our breath. opening day of the 2013 deer season was no different we covered some country but only turned up doe's. The second day started the same we made the hike to the top of a ridge where we had a vantage point to glass, we have sat on this rock many times over the years, its a good spot to glass from, We turned up a buck on an adjacent ridge right behind our camp we watched him feed for about an hour and a half till he bedded down in some tall oak brush around 9:00 as it always happens he was on a steep ridge about a mile and a half away from our current location, I told Madi we have 2 options,we can either stay here and hope something walks by or we can make something happen and go put the sneak on that buck, Madi's reply was quick lets go see if we can get him, Sherm was all over that idea also, we agreed on good land marks and took off, we made the hike back down to our camp dumped some gear off and started the steep climb to see if we could close the deal. I told Madi the odds of the buck still being there was probably less than 50% The hike would be steep and noisy due to the warm temperature the quaky leafs made it sound like we were walking on corn flakes. the hike was as steep and took awhile but, we arrived at the land mark and couldn't see a thing we thought we had jumped the buck and he was gone. We were all a little disappointed but that's hunting, we sat around for about an hour, we ate lunch and were having a conversation, joking around having a great time. We decided it was about time to head down so we could get Madi back home, she had to drive back to Logan that night, As I stood I looked up the hill and thought hey that looks like a pair of ears, I lifted my glasses and sure enough it was our buck, he was about 170 yards away looking right at us. I told Madi grab your gun the buck is right there, she got her shooting sticks out got all set up and couldn't see him, so she moved over and got a steady rest on a tree found him in the scope and fired the first round a clean miss the deer didn't move so she shot again another clean miss I think "buck fever" was setting in because she short stroked the bolt on her rifle and all we heard was a click still the buck didn't move, She chambered another round and another clean miss but the buck still didn't move an inch. Madi turned around tears running down her cheeks and said someone else shoot him, Sherm and I knew he was a good 4 point which made it hard for us not to shoot but we both wanted Madi to get her first buck so I told her he's still there take your time and just squeeze the trigger. At the report of the rifle the buck dropped in his tracks. The celebration began, the tears had turned into a perm a grin that lasted for days, as you can tell from the pictures. When it comes to the outdoors there is no better feeling for a father to have your child harvest their "First Deer". this was a hunt that we will remember for the rest of our lives. Thanks Jerry Ricketts . Photo submitted by Jerry Ricketts on Nov 24, 2014 05:21 PM
: I wanted to get you these pictures of my daughter Madi's first deer. Madi has been hunting with me and my hunting partner Sherm for the past 4 years, we have hiked her tail off with us every year putting on several miles each day of the hunt. She has been a real trooper keeping up with us not complaining a bit and yes on occasion she has to wait for us to catch our breath. opening day of the 2013 deer season was no different we covered some country but only turned up doe's. The second day started the same we made the hike to the top of a ridge where we had a vantage point to glass, we have sat on this rock many times over the years, its a good spot to glass from, We turned up a buck on an adjacent ridge right behind our camp we watched him feed for about an hour and a half till he bedded down in some tall oak brush around 9:00 as it always happens he was on a steep ridge about a mile and a half away from our current location, I told Madi we have 2 options,we can either stay here and hope something walks by or we can make something happen and go put the sneak on that buck, Madi's reply was quick lets go see if we can get him, Sherm was all over that idea also, we agreed on good land marks and took off, we made the hike back down to our camp dumped some gear off and started the steep climb to see if we could close the deal. I told Madi the odds of the buck still being there was probably less than 50% The hike would be steep and noisy due to the warm temperature the quaky leafs made it sound like we were walking on corn flakes. the hike was as steep and took awhile but, we arrived at the land mark and couldn't see a thing we thought we had jumped the buck and he was gone. We were all a little disappointed but that's hunting, we sat around for about an hour, we ate lunch and were having a conversation, joking around having a great time. We decided it was about time to head down so we could get Madi back home, she had to drive back to Logan that night, As I stood I looked up the hill and thought hey that looks like a pair of ears, I lifted my glasses and sure enough it was our buck, he was about 170 yards away looking right at us. I told Madi grab your gun the buck is right there, she got her shooting sticks out got all set up and couldn't see him, so she moved over and got a steady rest on a tree found him in the scope and fired the first round a clean miss the deer didn't move so she shot again another clean miss I think "buck fever" was setting in because she short stroked the bolt on her rifle and all we heard was a click still the buck didn't move, She chambered another round and another clean miss but the buck still didn't move an inch. Madi turned around tears running down her cheeks and said someone else shoot him, Sherm and I knew he was a good 4 point which made it hard for us not to shoot but we both wanted Madi to get her first buck so I told her he's still there take your time and just squeeze the trigger. At the report of the rifle the buck dropped in his tracks. The celebration began, the tears had turned into a perm a grin that lasted for days, as you can tell from the pictures. When it comes to the outdoors there is no better feeling for a father to have your child harvest their "First Deer". this was a hunt that we will remember for the rest of our lives. Thanks Jerry Ricketts . Photo submitted by Jerry Ricketts on Nov 24, 2014 05:21 PM
: I wanted to get you these pictures of my daughter Madi's first deer. Madi has been hunting with me and my hunting partner Sherm for the past 4 years, we have hiked her tail off with us every year putting on several miles each day of the hunt. She has been a real trooper keeping up with us not complaining a bit and yes on occasion she has to wait for us to catch our breath. opening day of the 2013 deer season was no different we covered some country but only turned up doe's. The second day started the same we made the hike to the top of a ridge where we had a vantage point to glass, we have sat on this rock many times over the years, its a good spot to glass from, We turned up a buck on an adjacent ridge right behind our camp we watched him feed for about an hour and a half till he bedded down in some tall oak brush around 9:00 as it always happens he was on a steep ridge about a mile and a half away from our current location, I told Madi we have 2 options,we can either stay here and hope something walks by or we can make something happen and go put the sneak on that buck, Madi's reply was quick lets go see if we can get him, Sherm was all over that idea also, we agreed on good land marks and took off, we made the hike back down to our camp dumped some gear off and started the steep climb to see if we could close the deal. I told Madi the odds of the buck still being there was probably less than 50% The hike would be steep and noisy due to the warm temperature the quaky leafs made it sound like we were walking on corn flakes. the hike was as steep and took awhile but, we arrived at the land mark and couldn't see a thing we thought we had jumped the buck and he was gone. We were all a little disappointed but that's hunting, we sat around for about an hour, we ate lunch and were having a conversation, joking around having a great time. We decided it was about time to head down so we could get Madi back home, she had to drive back to Logan that night, As I stood I looked up the hill and thought hey that looks like a pair of ears, I lifted my glasses and sure enough it was our buck, he was about 170 yards away looking right at us. I told Madi grab your gun the buck is right there, she got her shooting sticks out got all set up and couldn't see him, so she moved over and got a steady rest on a tree found him in the scope and fired the first round a clean miss the deer didn't move so she shot again another clean miss I think "buck fever" was setting in because she short stroked the bolt on her rifle and all we heard was a click still the buck didn't move, She chambered another round and another clean miss but the buck still didn't move an inch. Madi turned around tears running down her cheeks and said someone else shoot him, Sherm and I knew he was a good 4 point which made it hard for us not to shoot but we both wanted Madi to get her first buck so I told her he's still there take your time and just squeeze the trigger. At the report of the rifle the buck dropped in his tracks. The celebration began, the tears had turned into a perm a grin that lasted for days, as you can tell from the pictures. When it comes to the outdoors there is no better feeling for a father to have your child harvest their "First Deer". this was a hunt that we will remember for the rest of our lives. Thanks Jerry Ricketts . Photo submitted by Jerry Ricketts on Nov 24, 2014 05:21 PM
stones first banded duck: Stones first banded duck. What a trophy of a lifetime. Just about the time Stone was complaining it was to cold and it was time to leave this cinnamon teal came in and stone made a perfect shot. After he realized it was banded he was comfortably warm and begged to stay the rest of the day. I don't think there was a single hunter at Farmington Bay That Stone didn't show his bird off to. I forgot to mention,"Stone Got A Band"!. Photo submitted by Tony smith on Nov 23, 2014 04:25 PM
First Buck: Carson with his first buck! One shot with his muzzleloader.. Photo submitted by Carson Mann on Nov 23, 2014 12:21 PM
Keaden's First Buck: Keaden filled his first ever deer tag opening morning on the Monroe unit with this nice 2x3 22" tall buck. He was back at Grandma's for breakfast!. Photo submitted by Ted Meacham on Nov 22, 2014 08:45 PM
Wyoming whitetails: The McBride's took their annual trip to hunt whitetails in Wyoming, only this year the kids were up. We timed the rut perfectly, and Eric connected on an awesome 12 point the first night, and Jess connected on a nice 10 point the next night. It was very cold, but the kids didn't seem to mind, and had a little fun pretend fighting with their bucks.. Photo submitted by Tadd McBride on Nov 22, 2014 08:24 PM
Wyoming whitetails: The McBride's took their annual trip to hunt whitetails in Wyoming, only this year the kids were up. We timed the rut perfectly, and Eric connected on an awesome 12 point the first night, and Jess connected on a nice 10 point the next night. It was very cold, but the kids didn't seem to mind, and had a little fun pretend fighting with their bucks.. Photo submitted by Tadd McBride on Nov 22, 2014 08:24 PM
Grand Slam: (I didn't get any message to confirm you'd received this entry from 2 weeks ago so I'm resubmitting it): 4 Idaho bucks shot with the same rifle within less than 3 minutes by my grandchildren and their dad last month. They spotted the bucks bedded down and stalked to within 250 yds. The youngest shooter (Wyatt, age 10, center left) got first shot and killed the biggest buck in its bed. The other 3 deer stayed calm as their leader appeared to still be sleeping. Wyatt handed the rifle to his brother (Kai, age 12) who dropped the next buck. The other 2 deer still stood by watching so Kai handed the rifle to his sister (McCall, age 14). She bagged the 3rd buck with a single shot. The last buck was still standing around so she handed the rifle to her dad who finished off the grand slam. Jed (age 8, orange hat) is holding his dad's buck. This was Wyatt's first mule deer buck.. Photo submitted by Steven Dewey on Nov 22, 2014 07:24 PM
South African wildebeest hunt with my dad: I took my dad hunting for his 70th birthday in South Africa. He opted for the head shot to save the meat.. Photo submitted by Hardus Visser on Nov 22, 2014 07:16 PM
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