First Buck - Finally!

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It was 1996 and my 18th year of hunting. I turned 30 that year and I was beginning to wonder if I was ever going to shoot a buck. Up to this point I was strictly a gun hunter and had only taken a handful of does. That year I did pick up the bow and began to venture into the world of bowhunting.

I had my first ever close encounter with a very large buck while hunting with my bow. Unfortunately a rookie mistake cost me a chance at him. Gun season had arrived and I had renewed hope. I had so many more buck encounters while I was bowhunting I had alot of hope for the shotgun season. In my prior 17 years of hunting I probably only shot at a couple of bucks and maybe only seen a couple more. I had seen more bucks the first 7 weeks of bow season than the prior 17 years. You can see why I was exited for gun season.

The first day I shot a very nice doe. I was hunting with my uncle and he took out a pretty decent 8 point. Day 2 was now here. It was December 6th and a rather cold morning. The morning hunt was uneventful. I decided to go back out early in the afternoon. As I was walking to my stand I spooked a deer. I didn't get a good look at it so I wasn't sure what it was. I hurried into my tree stand and grabbed my grunt call and let out a few grunts. I was really hoping I would call a buck in.

Maybe the deer I had spooked was a buck and he would come back. All I know is I had that feeling I was going to see a buck. A few minutes after I grunted on the call a couple times I heard some crunching in the leaves coming my way. I spotted the deer. I could not tell at first what it was. I watched intently as it got closer and closer. I finally saw what it was. It was a buck. I drew up my 12 gauge shotgun and waited for him to present me with a shot. It had seemed like an eternity for him to give me that opportunity. He jumped a fence row and he was only about 40 yards away now. He turned broadside and BOOM! I let him have it. He turned back and ran the way he came then circled down behind me. He stopped and just stood there behind me. I thought I better put one more in him so I let him have another one. He ran down the hill a little more and I watched him go down I could not believe it. I had finally killed my first buck.

I gave him a little time then climbed down the tree and went to get him. When I got to him I thanked the Lord for this opportunity and I grabbed a hold of his rack. It was only a 1 1/2 year old 6 point but he was my first buck and a trophy to me. I gutted him and dragged him all the way back to the house. I showed my buck to my Grandma then I called my wife. I told her to come on out to the farm and bring the kids. I have a surprise. I had hung him up and was now waiting on the family to share my moment with. They arrived and we all hugged each other and took several pictures. Since then I have taken out a buck every year except two. I was not able to hunt in 98', and the 2001 season I experienced alot of bad luck. This is the only buck I ever shot with my gun. All of my other bucks I have shot have been with my bow and I no longer gun hunt.

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ManOfTheFall's picture

Thanks for the comments.

Thanks for the comments.

Deer Slayer's picture

I remember you getting your

I remember you getting your first buck.

Critter done's picture

Great Job

Wish you lots of luck hunting this year.

GooseHunter Jr's picture

Great story!

Great story!

numbnutz's picture

Great story, thank for

Great story, thank for sharing