The last day of the weekend
The last day of the weekend
“Killing the Big One” It was just any ordinary day in January and deer season was in full swing. We had been hunting hard all season and I was still yet to get my first ever deer. I was being patient though and not trying to rush things because even at the sight of deer my heart would start pounding out of my chest! My dad would always remind me “You just have to breath and stay calm then aim at the front shoulder and squeeze the trigger.”…
Celest the Squirrel It all started when me and my sister Maryanne decided to go for a short little walk, little did I know that pretty soon we would have a pet squirrel. Maryanne and I both put on our coats and mittens got on our boats and headed out the door. We started down the silent street, the cold air blowing through our hair. About 10 minutes into the walk I spotted something small and brown lying on the street. Me and Maryanne walked up to the small brown figure, and it turned out that it was a squirrel.we poked softly to see if it was dead or alive.…
Last winter over Christmas break, I went on a hog hunt down in Texas. It was lots of fun and I am glad I got the chance to go. Here is how I got the chance to go. One night, my grandpa and I went to a Whitetails Classic in Arcadia. We had just walked in the building and had saw that there was a bunch of people in the line to get their tickets, so we got in the line and waited to get our tickets as well.…
That’s a long wait from four thirty to six o’clock am. It was worth the wait and excitement of hunting with my two older brothers. They picked on me and teased me, but they are my brothers and that’s what they do. My brothers told me that I would see many things that I couldn’t in the woods I never really believed them till that night.…
We didn't see anything so we went to the truck and we drove off. It was about 5:25 and we had to leave at 5:30 so we were driving down the road when we saw 3 deer down the tree line. We turned around and right as we got to the intersection they pass in front of us where our land was.…
I looked over and saw a buck standing there, eating the frozen grass. I started shaking, thinking that I might actually shoot something within the next 10 minutes. I grabbed ahold of my gun and got prepared to shoot. My dad told me to pick a spot for me to shoot when the deer walks there, so I pick a big oak tree straight in front of me. The buck started walking toward the tree I picked, so I put my eye up to the scope, and gathered myself to shoot.…
Once my community decided to go to a place called “Piedra canteada ” to hunt, this place was famous because it has the best deer’s in the zone , is a mountain into de woods, I was with the other puppies of the herd and we want to go into the mountain alone the but we were not allowed to so we decided to go with Buckhart one big enough wolf that can protect us from the other herds, we were ready but our parents made us have a meal before we start to climb up because they would go hunting till the night , but our need to explore was too much so we decided to eat just a little so can go out faster, when we finally finish our meal the twilight was arriving.…
“Wake up Carson” my dad said as he shook me awake, “It is time to go Hunting.” “But it's five in the morning” I whined, but I knew if I wanted to get Mr. Crabs, the biggest deer on our property I would have to get out there. So I crawled out of bed and took a quick shower. While I was in the shower I couldn’t stop thinking about Mr.Krabs and the wonderful opportunity I could have in less than an hour on the monster buck.…
And then they started coming it was the coolest thing I had ever seen in my life. The deer were just filling the feild coming from the timber acrossed the road. Their was 20 of them then 30 then 40 it was so cool. But I had to wait because the bucks don't come until all the doe make sure it's safe. I waited for about 15 minutes just watching the doe feed.…
By this time I have been sitting outside for three hours and it was barely above five degrees and I was more cold at that very point than I ever have been but I wouldn’t of changed all single about what has happened in the last three hours. The deer ran straight to my bait pile that was 30 yards away and started eating everything in…
When the time came and I was old enough my uncle took me shooting. This is what started my interest in the outdoors. After we were done shooting he told me one of the biggest surprises of my life. My uncle told me that he was going to take me hunting. When he told me this I was the most excited kid in Arkansas.…
It felt like we waited in that ground blind forever! We finally went to go look below the hill, and into the field. To my surprise, the field was barren! I expected the deer to be laying in the field in front of us, where we could have easily gotten her out with no problem. That was not the case.…
Deer hunting with my dad always brings joy to my life. He has taught me everything I know about shooting a gun, and being able to patiently wait for the animal. My dad is a great teacher and super supportive if I miss a shot. Instead of getting enraged, he encourages me try again. Deer hunting is one of the many events my dad and I can do to bond, and strengthen our father and daughter relationship.…
In mid October early in the morning the day was crisp and chill. The sun was just burning the morning fog off of the lakes cool waters. The dew on the grass and trees was glistening from the sunlight and the bird were singing their songs of jubilee . The entire woods were peaceful and still, and the sunrise was magnificent. During this moment I realized how beautiful nature is when the outside world is a distant memory, and all we need to do is take advantage of the little things life gives us and never stress the big ones too much.…
My First Deer One brisk 30 degree day in January, when I was nine years old, was a day for which I was extremely excited. My dad got me out of school earlier that day, so we could go deer hunting. I had already shot a turkey the year before, so guns were nothing new to me. We made a quick stop at my house so that we could pick up the .243 youth edition, a really short barreled .243, that my dad had bought just about a month before so that we could go hunting, and I would actually be able to handle the gun. At this point we did not have the hunting land that we do today, so we went to my grandpa’s house and hunted in the clearing of trees behind his house.…