Saturday (opening day of rifle season) I killed my first deer of the season....
and the second.....not to mention, my first buck (120 lb 7 point)!
Yes, 2 in one day!
I was totally happy with the doe, which is the first one that I killed. Then 2 hours later, this 7 point walked out and I had a perfect shot.
I even took a picture of myself in the stand after killing the doe. I was super pumped up!
What a fabulous day! No, I didn't hunt there with the old bow. The deer were all 50 yards or farther from my stand so I'm so glad I brought Josh's rifle or I would have gone home empty handed.
There was plenty of activity. I saw four deer.
These were two young does that came up to my dead doe and sniffed and pawed at her. I didn't get pictures as they were doing that because Lucky #7 walked out at the same time!
Anyway, I was the only one to see deer this weekend. We even went hunting Sunday morning and nobody saw anything but a coyote. Maybe it was the first cold front that made them bright eyed and bushy tailed!
We had a deer cleaning party afterwards...it really wasn't a party, just a bunch of friends who came to see my deer. And no, it doesn't go by faster with more hands helping. I had to see the anatomy of each deer and what organs I hit inside. The whole fiasco started at 8:18 with the first kill and ended at 4pm and that was when we were so exhausted we had to stop. We didn't finish picking up everything until after dark.
Here's a little video for your entertainment:
As I say all the time, "yaaaaaaaaay me!"