The opportunity to hunt for me is the best thing I could ever wish for. The date was December 3, 2015, and this is the day I killed my first deer. I was at Pleasant View Elementary School for the whole day, but I left at 2:00 to go hunting with my dad. We went to Rutters to grab something to drink, and something to eat. We got our food because my dad didn’t bring food. We both got Twix and a bottle of Sprite, but we ate the food on the way there. My dad and I went to my mom’s parents’ hunting land. The land was some small woods with big fields for the deer to roam and eat. When we got there, we got into our orange clothes, and we walked to our stand. It took us about half an hour to walk to our stand. We finally got into the stand at about 2:45.
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The stand we used was on the edge of a field at the top of a hill. We sat there, discouraged, for about an hour and a half. The only thing I learned at that time was that sometimes patience is the best policy. Then I fell asleep for ten minutes, but I was dreaming about shooting a monster buck. My dad woke me up, and he whispered, “Hey Bud there are deer down at the edge of the other field.” The deer were starting to come in and feed on the remaining corn in the field from the harvest. We couldn’t spot a Buck, but there was plenty of doe to shoot. They moved to the middle of a field, and they stood there to eat for 10 minutes. I couldn’t shoot them because of a house about 200 yards behind them. Since there was a house behind them, there was no good shooting lane for a safe shot on the doe. Then a buck came out of the woods about 50 yards away, but it ran right in front of us really fast. A buck came around a bend to our left. He walked from 50 yards away to 150 yards
The stand we used was on the edge of a field at the top of a hill. We sat there, discouraged, for about an hour and a half. The only thing I learned at that time was that sometimes patience is the best policy. Then I fell asleep for ten minutes, but I was dreaming about shooting a monster buck. My dad woke me up, and he whispered, “Hey Bud there are deer down at the edge of the other field.” The deer were starting to come in and feed on the remaining corn in the field from the harvest. We couldn’t spot a Buck, but there was plenty of doe to shoot. They moved to the middle of a field, and they stood there to eat for 10 minutes. I couldn’t shoot them because of a house about 200 yards behind them. Since there was a house behind them, there was no good shooting lane for a safe shot on the doe. Then a buck came out of the woods about 50 yards away, but it ran right in front of us really fast. A buck came around a bend to our left. He walked from 50 yards away to 150 yards