TFOX

I have been with both my kids when they took deer with a rifle.My daughter has bowhunted once and my son is only 9 and I haven't gotten him in a tree with a bow yet but being there with their first kills was better than ANY of my own.

MeanV2

No Doubt, It is a Blast!! I have done it several times. I have even ran a video camera some, but...............................

The most enjoyable hunts where I was not actually hunting have been with Kat (my wife) To watch her kill her 1st deer with a bow,and miss her 1st Turkey with a bow, the excitement that she had, wellit was really fun to watch. She doesn't like to talk about the Turkey

He had a Rope on him and spurs to match and she shot right under him at 18 yards. She swore she hit him too, but finally gave up on that[8D]

Dan

GMMAT

This post nails it.

Awesome.

davidmil

I was with 4 different kids when they got their first deer, one was my boy. I was calling andwith Len's boy when he got his first turkey. I've been on probably 20 hunts calling for my buddy Chuckwhen he's shot turkeys. Also been sitting with him on probably a dozen deer kills. Usually in the Southern Tier we just flop down beside a tree a lot just to visit and watch in two directions at once.

quiksilver

My favorite all-time hunting memory of watching somebody else shoot a deercomes from my teenage years. We lived above an old ash dump, with a nice hillside above it. Anyway, I was hunting with a kid from school, and we had our stands positioned on two parallel benches that traversed the hillside, one about 50 yards above the other. I figure we were around 9th or 10th grade at the time.

As luck would have it, right at dusk, a forkhorn came around the hillside low, right into his stand. I quietly watched what transpired with the bino's. It was late, and daylight had just about faded.

I see him draw and focus my attention to the deer. At that point, I heara loud"Clang" sound, and sparks fly off of this deer's head, right near the base of theantlers. Yes - Sparks! The deer immediatelywent down like Barbaro. Out cold. No flopping or kicking. Just down like a ton of bricks. WTF?

I'm trying to figure out what happened, andthis guy is cheeringlike he just won the Superbowl. Seriously. Dude was going bananas.

Before the celebration even had time to die down, the deer just stands up and staggers away - eventually regaining his wits and bounding the whole way back around the ridge. Wow.

I go down there, and this guy is shaking like a leaf - swearing he hit it hard in the vitals. I said "Dude - you hit it in the head or something, b/c I saw sparks shooting out of its head."



He remembers seeing something flash when he shot, but didn't know what it was. The scenario keeps replaying in our minds - and he's getting progressively more depressed, andI was onthe verge of wetting myself. I remember trying to be supportive, but it was just too damn funny.

So we scrounge around in the leaves and eventuallyfind his arrow - sure enough - no blood. Just some hair and bone jammed in the seams of his Bloodtrailer. Half of the blades were sheared right off, and there wasn't much left of the broadhead.

Honest to god, it looked like a meteor shower coming off of this deer's head when that broadhead dissintigrated across that buck's forehead. Evidently,theglancing impact caused the blades to deploy and instantaneously shear off - causing something tothrow off some sparks that were easily visible in the low light- and ithit hard enough to K.O.the deerfor a solid 30 seconds.

gmil6184

growing up and going hunting with my dad i've seen him take a handful of turkey, deer, and small game. Two of my favorite hunting stories involved other people. One was when i was a kid (prob 10-11 years old) hunting rabbits with my dad, uncles and cousins. my father and I were standing in the spot we though the beagles would circle the rabbit. Well it did come right past us, but much farther below us then we thought, my dad just said "there he is" and in one motion i swung on him with my little youth 870 20 gauge and rolled him with a 30 yard running shot. there was a moment of silence and then my dad looked at me and said "you are going to probably kill a lot of animals, but i hope you remember that shot for the rest of your life" So that was was kind of a cool moment. The other was calling in my kid brother's first turkey, The bird came in, almost perfect, but never game him a clear shot. He some how managed to get turned on him without getting busted by the tom or the group of hens that came in, and absolutely smoked this bird with a difficult 30 yard shot. I think i was more excited then him as we ran up to the bird. He teases me about how giddy i sounded yelling "get on him jay! get on him jay!" after the shot haha

shed33

My greatest times with my dad before he died came in the mountains, hunting elk and mule deer. I watched him kill some great bucks, bulls etc with both the rifle and bow and arrow. He had me hunting at the age of 5. Hiking and hunting right along his side. He shot bull elk with his Allen compound once as it stood knee deepin a wallow.. I was kneeling with him in a brushy blind we made. Remembering back that shot couldnt have been over 10 yards.

kickin_buck

I got to watch my oldest boy take his first deer back in the 2006 season. It was by far the greatest hunt I have ever been on. I had set up a ground blind in the cornor of the food plot and he was about 15 yards away in a ladder stand. My youngest boy and I sat and watched as the even unfolded. It took almost a full hour to pass from the time the doe first appeared to the time he took the shot. My youngest boy said my hands were shaking the entire time. I was very impressed with my oldest boy, he looked like the most seasoned hunter sitting there waiting on her to give him the shot he wanted. In fact, I gave him the green light with her about 70 yards out and I watched him drop down to his scope. I was waiting for the boom when I looked up and seen he was not in the scope any longer. I thought he migh be getting cold feet when he dropped down and again. By the time I looked back at the doe, he let loose and she dropped in her tracks. I asked him why he waited and said there was a small limb in his scope and did not know if it would affect shoot. I was very impressed that he had those kind of thoughts going through his head when getting ready to take his first shot at a deer. I know I did not when I was his age.

in da woods

2 yrs ago, I was hunting w/ a friend of mine during gun season, & his first time getting a deer, he shot 2 & didn't even realize it. Now that was awesome. He'd been hunting both gun & bow for about 8-10yrs, & never presented w/a shot, & if he did, he missed. So that was a banner year for both of us. The funniest part was when he gutted a deer for the first time. He watched me do the first, & then did the 2nd. Unfortunately he poked the the gut when it was exposed, & got a spray of green goo all over his face. Man, I laughed so hard, there wasn't a deer in a mile radius of us. Even funnier, was him dry heaving trying to finish that deer. Still makes us laugh.

MichaelHunsucker

I know exactly what your talking about. I enjoy filming/sharing hunts with my friends just as much if not more than being the trigger man. It is a very cool experience.