by Jessica Noble
Well, it was the second and last day of the youth hunt. But,we
had been there the day before and heard the deer coming down
.Something spooked them...so,we got up Early Sunday morning
and headed for the stand.
We had been there for an hour and had been hearing them..Then
my grandpa was like, DONT MOVE, HERE THEY COME.
At first it looked as if they were going to turn off onto the
trail instead of going out to the patch of grass we have worked
SO HARD ON ,we had to come out and clear it out plant the seed
etc etc. But, they did not turn off..they came right down to
Once i had a good shot at the little spike (the bigger of the
two) then he turned..My grandpa said he was thinking .."is
she gonna shoot or..." then BANG. After the shot i was
shaking all over.He assured me he did see fur fly. We waited
about 30 minutes then climbed down from our stand...Sure enough..we
found blood,fur and lung matter. "with a shot like that
he couldn't have gotten very far!" said my grandfather..we
could not find any more blood so..we looked down hill of course..Nothing!
then we split up my grandfather up and me down..Then i heard
a yell "HEY,JESS!!FOUND SOME BLOOD!!!" I ran up the
hill as fast as i could and sure enough..He did find blood....There
on the ground next to the tree lay a spike horn.
I wouldn't let him help me drag him to the place where i field
dressed him.I was so Proud and still am.. that's the story of
my first deer.
I honestly can't wait till next time i get to go out into the
woods and set up in that stand with my grandpa!!