“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.”…
Duck hunters are still finding it slow in November, but there has been slight improvement in the Public Shooting areas. In the Sacramento Refuge last Saturday, the average of birds per hunter was up to 1.16. This was the highest average in the area. Not very good, but the coming cold weather systems should get more birds moving. In the Los Banos area, the high of 2.3 was at Salt Slough, followed by Gadwall at 1.8, and Merced at 1.6.…
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.…
One summer morning when I was about six years old, my family and I went to a dog show in Frankenmuth. We went from activity to activity just having a good time. We went to a bounce house, and my siblings and I jumped around for a few minutes and then got off. We got ready to leave the bounce houses when I turned my back on my family for a few seconds.…
I went hunting last summer. It is fun to go hunting. I don't remember the exact day but I know it was really really cold I wore 2 pairs of socks, a shirt,under shirt,and a hoodie and I was still cold. We went hunting three days in a row.…
When I went on my first deer hunt I was 10, I shot my first doe with my Savage 243. The doe was fifty yards when I looked down my scope and lined my crosshairs right on the front shoulder. When I pulled the trigger she ran twenty yards, I made a perfect shot on her. We went to pick her up to load her on the four wheeler. She was heavy, but finally got her on the ATV and drove her to the barn.…
I was 8 years old and my dad went to take a weekend class to get his hunter's license. I wanted to go with him and get it to, But he thought i was to young and couldn't make it. So after trying to convince him to let me go he said yes and i gotta go take the class and try to get my license. We went to the class that sunday morning at a cabelas and we began the 1st day of the 8 hour long class.…
The Adrenaline that a hunter feels being in the top of a tree stand waiting for the perfect deer to hunt is absolutely incredible, however hunters are not always lucky enough to find their prey. My dad and I began going around the ranch a day before we went hunting, we looked around to see where the biggest deer’s were located. We tested and align the rifles, to leave everything prepared to go hunting the following day at dawn. We were very positive that we were going to be lucky enough to hunt a big trophy deer, tough the results we had were never crossed our minds.…
The night before the big day I couldn’t sleep because I was too excited about going hunting for the first time. So much was going through my mind that night, like how big a deer I was going to shoot. The next morning came and I was awaken by the sound of my uncle making breakfast. When we finally left I couldn’t sit still the whole drive out to the deer stand.…
It was about 2:30 by the time we get out to the stand, and I learned my lesson after the morning hunt so I put on many layers. It was like the morning hunt, dead. We sat and waited, and nothing was moving. Before I knew it, the sun began to sink, and the wind picked up.…
Bang! The smell of gun powder in the morning is a duck hunter’s favorite smell. His favorite sight is the ducks flying in and listening to their wings whistle. To become the best duck hunter, the hunter should but duck stamps, know all land boundaries in his hunting area, and have a good duck blind to stay hidden. The best duck hunters know to buy their duck stamps first.…
It was a brisk fall morning in November. I had woken up extra early just to make sure I could make it out to my stand before the sun would peek above the horizon. I’m not much of a morning person, so waking up can be a difficult challenge for me. Since it was just my first year of deer hunting, my dad had agreed to sit out in the stand with me just incase any trouble came about. I quickly brushed my teeth, got dressed in blaze orange from head to toe, grabbed some snacks, and began the journey out to the stand where I would be sitting for a while.…
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.…
The Day I Took Flight I was horrified. Not even a little bit of excitement. I did the best I could to show that I was excited. I repeated the question over and over again in my head as I walked downstairs.…