Well, this year has been busy to say the least. I have my youngest son hunting with his compound, his first year. And my oldest, Jake, is back at it with his Kaliska recurve. He had a tough first year last year with a few hits on deer that weren't recovered. It was pretty disheartening to say the least. As a father, watching his disappointment was tough. But we hit it hard practicing and preparing this summer and Jake felt pretty confident.
With being busy playing football, we weren't getting very much time in the woods. It seemed the time we were getting wasn't very productive. The last three times we sat I hadn't even seen a deer, so Friday night we weren't feeling too excited. I picked him up from school and we hit the hunting area, changed clothes, and off to the stand. Before getting into the tree, I prayed for our hunt with Jake and asked the Lord to bless us with some deer sightings tonight. I settled in to my tree after dropping Jake off at his. Here is my home for most of the bow hunting season, when the boys arent opting for Dad's stand!
The night started right away as I had a yearling doe feeding about fifteen yards away when I walked to my tree. She heard my approach and bounded off without snorting or making a fuss. About 20 minutes into the hunt, I had a neat little 8 pt with some tiny stickers come by and pose at 15yds. I sent the photo by text to Jake and told him to keep his eye out. He assured me it would be in trouble if it got close. I then grunted a little later and had what I thought was a nice 6 point come in behind me. I shot a text to Jake and he told me to quit bragging! Within fifteen minutes he had both bucks around him showing off and rubbing saplings and circling each other. He said they weren't paying attention to grunts, so I told him to stop calling until they separate, that they were just too interested in each other. I then prayed that the Lord would provide a shot opportunity for Jake since once wrestling started, he would probably not be able to hunt very much, if at all. I asked that He would provide the confidence and calmness for Jake to make the shot if it materialized and thanked Him for the action!
After not hearing from Jake for a while, all the sudden the sound of running deer broke the silence. I turned around just in time to see the first 8 pt run up and stop behind my tree. I looked him over and no holes! The second buck came running up to join him and I saw a beautiful bright flourescent green fletch sticking out of his side!! The buck ran right by me and I could see he was 10 ringed!! The buck ran out ahead of my stand about 40 yds and went down. I was so elated I was shaking with excitement, just as I received a text from my son that simply proclaimed YEAHHHHH!!!!!!! I told him his deer was down and Jake arrived at my stand a short time later. We went to where the deer went down and Jake was able to put his hands on his first archery deer. Wow, what an incredible moment, one neither of us will ever forget and will forever cherish. It may sound cliche' but it truly doesn't get any better! We then prayed together and thanked the Lord for the opportunity to hunt, and to have made such a clean shot with a quick kill. Jake said the deer stopped angling away at 7 yards and he smoked him! What I thought was a six was actually a seven pointer with a busted tine. My prayers were answered that night...God is truly good! Oh yeah, here are some pics:)
Oh yeah, Mom was so excited she even came out (high heeled boots and all!) to see the buck and share in Jake's hunt too....what a woman!
Thanks for listening!