At the beginning of my hunting addiction, my favorite thing was always watching the woods wake up. Being young I didn’t fully understand how hunting actually worked, (all I’d ever seen before was hunting on tv). If I wasn’t sleeping, I would stare at any given spot and day dream of deer walking through. However, in reality we never really saw that many deer. Sitting there day after day I began to wonder why we didn’t see deer like the guys on all the hunting shows I constantly watched. Hunting never really made me impatient because I loved being in the woods regardless of seeing deer or not. However, one cold …show more content…
Starting off the same as last year we saw lots of deer. Early bow season came and I had doe permits as well as my buck tags. For whatever reason as soon as I bought doe permits I never any in shooting range. On October 30th, a pretty good sized six point was on a path to a shooting lane and I stood up and got ready. He stayed in cover until one spot and stopped. Unfortunately, where he stopped was behind two trees with a gap between them. Already fully drawn, I took a deep breath and slung an arrow at his vitals. Taking off in a mad dash he ran out into a field. We never found him that night after looking for hours. Deciding to pull out we came back Halloween day. We found my buck in the swamp. It took five years and many lessons in order to reach my