It was the last day of hunting season and I was so excited because everybody had been seeing a big 8 point where we were hunting. Plus everyone else had already shot one. It was 5:30 when I woke up and we left at 6. When I got up in my tree stand it was just 6:20 and the sun was peeking over the hills. I loaded my .243 and sat there waiting till I got my shot. It was about 8 o'clock and we hadn’t seen anything. I started to get discouraged because it was the last day. Even if I shot a doe at least I would have something. I made another sweep of the tree line with my binoculars, and there he was standing tall with a 17 inch wide span between both antlers. He was chasing a doe and she was about half way between him and me. I got my rifle ready and stood as still as I could. When he got about 100 yards away I looked in my scope, put the cross hairs on him, said a little pray, and pulled the trigger. BANG! I had hit him! He scrunched up and jumped and then tried to run. He ran towards my tree stand and then turned around and ran towards the tree line but about 10 yards before he hit the tree line he made a U-turn and dropped. With one shot I got him, and I didn't even have to track him. That was my first big buck that I had ever seen. My dad and me knuckled punched and grinned from ear to ear. I was so excited to get back to the farm and show everyone. My grandpa, dad, cousin, and I all shot big bucks last year and that made for great memories.
Monday, February 11, 2013
The real story behind my picture.
It was the last day of hunting season and I was so excited because everybody had been seeing a big 8 point where we were hunting. Plus everyone else had already shot one. It was 5:30 when I woke up and we left at 6. When I got up in my tree stand it was just 6:20 and the sun was peeking over the hills. I loaded my .243 and sat there waiting till I got my shot. It was about 8 o'clock and we hadn’t seen anything. I started to get discouraged because it was the last day. Even if I shot a doe at least I would have something. I made another sweep of the tree line with my binoculars, and there he was standing tall with a 17 inch wide span between both antlers. He was chasing a doe and she was about half way between him and me. I got my rifle ready and stood as still as I could. When he got about 100 yards away I looked in my scope, put the cross hairs on him, said a little pray, and pulled the trigger. BANG! I had hit him! He scrunched up and jumped and then tried to run. He ran towards my tree stand and then turned around and ran towards the tree line but about 10 yards before he hit the tree line he made a U-turn and dropped. With one shot I got him, and I didn't even have to track him. That was my first big buck that I had ever seen. My dad and me knuckled punched and grinned from ear to ear. I was so excited to get back to the farm and show everyone. My grandpa, dad, cousin, and I all shot big bucks last year and that made for great memories.
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Whitney knew that today was going to be a wonderful day. It was her first time to be able to hunt her first deer this season. She was so excited that she didn’t get a lot of sleep the night before. She went with her parents and she already knew how to hold a gun once they got there and the competition began. Whitney spotted a couple of deer but they were all does so she tried her best to ignore them. She had seen a couple of bucks too but she missed her aim on them. She was about to give up when she spotted a buck with the most beautiful antlers. The antlers looked big in size and to her it was the best one she had ever seen in her life. She took her position and waited for the right moment to get the buck. He was drinking in the nearby stream and she followed him really quietly to prevent the deer from knowing that someone was following it. Whitney found the perfect moment to get the buck when the buck stopped for a minute near a tree and ate the grass near it. Whitney took aim and shot and it hit the buck. The buck limped for quite a while before he bled to death and Whitney went for a closer look. The buck was dead and it was her prize. Her parents congratulated her and she went back to the competition, dragging the buck behind her in great triumph.
ReplyDeleteThe woods were silent as I held the gun into my shoulder. My heart thudded in my chest as I rested my finger beside the trigger, careful not to move it. In the distance, an owl said its goodbye to the day as the sun rose, shooing him back to sleep. A squirrel barked in a nearby tree, spooking my target into looking in my direction. Our eyes locked and I lowered my gun slightly. Dark eyes pleaded with me to let him be free, to give him just one more day on this Earth. I nodded ever so slightly, but he noticed. His feet brought him a little closer to me and he looked down in thanks. A smile managed to creep on my face as I watched the young buck retreat to the woods.
ReplyDeleteI’ll get the next one I thought. And I was right.
– it’s been a long early morning and Whitney has just seen the deer of the day, a whole 8 points. That is enough to call it a day but she still debates weather or not to take it. The shot it taken and the deer drops. Whitney climbs out of the tree stand and trails to the dead deer. She arrives to lift his head and pose for the picture. The deer is still and lifeless but the flash of the light startles him and just after the picture is taken the deer hops up and runs off thinking to himself that will show her. Puzzled she stands in shock of what just happened.
ReplyDeleteWell bad things tend to happen whenever you are walking in a wooded area. Even though today seemed like a pretty normal day for the most part. As the day went by, I was minding my own business when all of a sudden an eight point buck jumped out of nowhere. Thank goodness I had a rock in my hand, because I chucked that thing at the deer and managed to hit it, in the side of the head and killed it first try. I hope my parents will be proud of me, especially for the fact it only took a rock to kill this brute. Pretty good for a girl I would say, that is if you ask me. Now I just have got to figure out how to even get it home, considering I’m about a mile in a half from home, with no car, no cell phone, no nothing, well at least besides this awesome camera I used to take a picture of the buck and me. Hopefully you all enjoyed this experience as much as I, because it was truly an interesting one considering it was the day I killed my first deer, and the first time I killed a deer with a rock.
ReplyDeleteWhitney- Well I’m guessing Whitney likes to deer hunt. So one day she went deer hunting and was waiting patiently for a couple of hours, when she saw a blur of grayish brown moving. As the blur got closer she saw it was a deer, but not just a deer, but an eight point buck! She aimed and fired. The deer dropped, it was an instant kill.
ReplyDeleteWhitney: After 17 years of working hard and saving up every little ounce of cash Whitney finally got her dream truck. Nothing screams country girl louder than a big ol’ truck. When she got it her mom had told her the few simple rules but the number one thing was to not go off roadin’ in and tear up the truck. Whitney’s heart sunk a little but she understood. Her father went and picked up her truck and said he wanted to test drive it to make sure everything was working like it should. As Whitney sat in the passenger side she noticed that her dad was driving off the road. Knowing it was against her mother’s rules she didn’t care because it seemed like it was perfectly harmless. Her dad looked at her and laughed when he said, “don’t tell mom.” Then he got out and let her do some driving. They were both enjoying their time together when all of a sudden there was a huge bump and Whitney stopped the truck. They got out, hearts racing, seeing she had hit her first buck with her new truck. Her dad smiled said good job and took a picture to remember that day.
ReplyDeleteIt’s five o’clock in the morning. Conversation got boring. So Whitney puts her phone away and is on full alert for her next victim. She was tired, cold, bored, and all of the unnecessary comments that are always put afterwards to exaggerate how dumb they feel. Anyways, so this deer decides to come hopping along her parts of the woods. “The trespasser would not get away too easily today,” she so quietly mutters. The deer, Bambi because he was going to die soon, heard Whitney and looked around the forest. Not a single thing moved and it was still too dark to see much without light. Without hesitating, she slowly pulls out her weapon, aims at the happy Bambi, and fires at will. BOOM! “She got me!” Bambi thinks as he runs away into the forest. Pit, pat, pit, pat, pit, pat, thump! Bambi drops to the ground and Whitney jumps off the tree stand and runs toward her trespasser. “Ha ha! I got you today Bambi. Next is your dad,” says Whitney.
ReplyDeleteShe had refused to wear an outfit that did not contain even a slight amount of pink so her father had compromised by buying her a camo hat with what he called “That frilly pink junk”. The only reason she had agreed to go hunting with her father was because he would stop giving her crap about being high maintenance.
ReplyDeleteThe first time they went she only watched. After that first experience she found herself oddly intrigued with the sport, even though it went against her belief that nature was only good for getting your heels muddy. Something had changed after she went out with her father. She liked being with him in the stillness of the woods and the fact that a dead deer caracass didn’t make her vomit was a really good sign.
Eventually, she worked up the courage to learn how to shoot the gun herself and looked forward to the outings in the woods with her father.
Now, a year later, she had killed her first deer. She still wore the hat her father had bought her for their first day in the woods just to prove that even girly girls could enjoy hunting.
Whitney Turner: Hunting season is at its peak in November and everyone who loves meat and killing is out in there camo clothing. People start practicing and hitting targets, so they can hit their deer in the perfect spot. Hunters get filled with excitement and begin to get anxious, they awake at 4:00 A.M. put their clothes on and their out the door. When they arrive to the deer woods and climb to their tree stand. A few moments past and She spots something, she pulls her gun up with a shaky hand and BAM Bam! She got it! She got her first deer; it was an 8 point deer. She was so excited to go home and share with the family that she would be contributing to the food pantry. Her family would be thrilled to have some long hoped for deer in the deep freeze.
ReplyDeleteLast week Whitney went hunting in the woods to shoot a dear all by herself. After sitting in her tree stand for hours upon hours, out of nowhere an 8 Point Buck sprints out of the forest. She sets her sites right on its lower side, just under the rib cage. “This should be a perfect shot,” she whispered. BANG! The buck is completely untouched. Whitney takes a deep breath. Fires another shot, BANG! The buck drops to the ground. Amazed by the size of, she quickly runs all the way to it to take a picture.
ReplyDeleteOne day this woman was out walking and she happened to come across this beautiful 8-point buck (this is a male deer if you didn’t know) the leaves were falling all around her as she took aim with an unknown rifle with an unknown caliber, she went for an immediate kill shot and squeezed the trigger just enough to pull the pin back and release it ramming it into butt end of a bullet causing it to ignite the powder inside it and push the tip out of the shell and send it flying into this beautiful buck’s heart killing it almost instantly but as he fell he let out his dying call and that was the last noise this buck will ever sound.
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