wimp

Happy and excited as can be.

Some things are true whether you believe them or not.

cardeer

I was 12 years old.I was happy then cried happy tears

txbowhntr

Here is what I remember and my feelings are in order!

Excited when I made the hit
Excited when I found it piled up
Excited when I dressed it
Excited when I took it to the processer
Excited when I brought it home
Excited when I ate it
Excited when I talk about it!

It was something I'd worked very hard to achieve and I enjoyed every minute of my success.

Gelvan

You know when you watch those hunting shows where the guy looks at the camera all excited and whispers loudly, &quot;YES!&quot;? That was me(without the camera). I did feel a sense of remorse, but also a tinge of pride and a lot of adrenaline. I honestly believe whitetail deer are one of the most graceful and beautiful creatures on God's earth, but I also think they they taste good. <img src=icon_smile_wink.gif border=0 align=middle>

schmalts

My first deer kill was a rifle, a 12 point buck, at the ripe age of 13 yrs old. Beginners luck, second year hunting. I remember shooting at it and getting down and looking for blood and finding nothing, my uncle came over and looked with me, and told me i missed. then got back in my stand sitting on a power line clearing and realised i shot at it a lot further than i remembered and got back down again to look out further. The fresh snow was sprayed with blood as i literaly ran following the heart shot blood trail into the thick pines for 50 yrds. there lay the most incredible sight i ever had at that time in my life. The only thing that topped that moment of excitement was the first time i got laid some years later!
My first bow deer was almost as exciting but I spine shot her and watched her expire after 2 more shots to kill her. It was sad and I always hope the deer runs out of sight now before it dies. I then realised why the indians said little prayers for the animal they just harvested and i have been doing the same since then.

BobCo19-65

I think that I learned a lot on my first deer. Something that can't be taught. My first deer was a doe 21 years ago when I was 16. I was shotgun hunting in a small imature pine stand. I could here the deer running toward me and I know it was going to hit a small lane that was cleared. I had the gun up ready ready for the deer to hit the lane and when it did, I fired, about 40 yards. My Dad always told me that before I moved from the stand after a hit, I needed to put a piece of candy in my mouth (which he gave me) and wait till it was fully disolved. Well, I put it in my mouth, however I chewed it up. I walked over to the place of impact and saw the blood in the snow. I knew it was hit. Well, I started going after it right away. I ended up jumping the deer out of a bed, there was a great deal of blood. Now, my father told me that if this happened to go back to camp and wait for him. I didn't of course and ended up jumping it out of three more beds. I finally came up on it about a mile from where I shot, and it had it's head up. I put another slug in her head (the only thing I could see), and she died on the spot. Luckily the deer circled and was close to a road. Now I had to field dress her. I had just finished my first dressing and noticed my father walking up from behind me. He had found the deers, and my footprints in the snow. I know that he was just as happy as I was to get it, and I was glad that he was there in the field to experience it.

Like I said, this was a real learning experience for me. After that, I took advice much more seriously.

P.S. The first shot just grazed the right lung and went over the left lung, under the spine.

amosgreg

My first Deer was with shotgun. A decient quartering shot, The Deer sort of walked away but I felt I made a good shot so I waited. I heard a rustling noise and thought it was another deer coming in but in reality it was mine dying over a small hillock.

I, like the Indians say a little thank you to the animal for his/her gift to me.

Field dressing the first one was the tough part as I hadn't done that before! Fish yes, but a deer is a little bit bigger than a largemouth Bass <img src=icon_smile_big.gif border=0 align=middle>




Greg

&quot;Getting close to the game is the joy of Bowhunting for me, the harvest is a bonus.&quot;

Live 15 ft Python after eating a small Antelope!

Bill Curlis

If we didn't feel excitement before the shot why would we be hunting? If we didn't feel excitement after the shot why would we be hunting? If we didn't feel a little remorse when walking up on the animal we just killed why would we be hunting? All of these feelings are natural and healthy. I have friends who tell me they don't get excited anymore and I tell them they should either switch methods or stop hunting for awhile. As for guys who just want to kill something, they do not belong in the woods. Those are usually the guys that will take an iffy shot just to get a kill because they don't have respect for the animals they are hunting.

BobCo19-65

Bill, I understand what you are saying. And that is why I hunt. For the challenge and thrill of the hunt. However, please remember that there are people out there who are hunting strictly for food. And I don't believe that there is anything wrong with that either.

Arthur P

I can't describe it. Don't even want to try. But even after 40 years, it's exactly the same, every time.