My First Buck

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As luck would have it after my early success with a bow and rifle in Wisconsin my parents decided to move out west. I had dreamed of returning to Montana where I had worked the year before and continue my adventures there but it was not meant to be. The economy was bad in northern Wisconsin in the mid 80's and my dad had been unable to find steady work as carpenter for awhile even going as low as 6.00 an hour. It was tough to do but they put our house up for sale and hit the road to Arizona with what little money they had left and no job at the other end. We decided to stop in Colorado and visit my aunt and uncle for a couple of days while on the way there. One day after we arrived and reading the local paper my dad had a full time construction job in Aspen and our journey came to an end.

We didn't get to hunt that first year as it was already hunting season and we didn't have the money to buy the non resident tags that would have been required. But by the time the next year rolled around we were ready to give our first mule deer season a try. Since we knew very few people we just looked over a lot of maps and picked out small BLM parcels fairly close to town and along county roads. We knocked on a few doors as well and did receive permission for one heavily hunted ranch as well. It was a bit easier to get permission back in those days before leases took control of most ranches.

Opening morning found us several hundred yard from the road overlooking brushy hillsides a little ways apart. We were still hunting in the way we were used to and picked a spot and sat there to wait it out. The first morning was uneventful but my dad scored on his first mulie that night with a little 2x3. We hadn't killed a buck in  years hunting on public land back home so this was a pretty big deal. It took me a few more days of waiting but I finally made it happen as well and my first buck of any kind fell to my 30-06. I got lucky really as just as I started walking in about a hundred yards from the truck out jumped a few deer so not really knowing what to do I just picked a tree and sat down to wait. Twenty minutes later 3 deer came walking back down the hill and I spotted a little spike buck last in line. By the time I got a clear shot they were only about 30 yards away but it was probably a good thing because I was shaking pretty bad. One shot at that range and my first buck and first mulie were mine.

I got to do a bunch of rabbit hunting as well that year and a quick trip to Wyoming to harvest my first antelope, a fawn actually but it was my first one. I'm not one of the lucky kids that killed a big buck or bull for their first animal. All of mine have been either very small or female.


numbnutz's picture

Very nice story of your first

Very nice story of your first buck Wade. Thanks for sharing with us. I know how it is when you move to a new are and don't know too many people who could help by pointing you in the right direction. Trying to do all the leg work of staring at maps reading stats and harvest reports and then finally getting out to do some live scouting. In the end it makes harvesting an animal that much better and more rewarding. Although it's not the biggest buck in the world it's still a very nice trophy. Congrats on your sucess and thanks again for sharing with us.

Ca_Vermonster's picture

Very nice story Hunter!  I

Very nice story Hunter!  I remember all of my deer very well, b ut the first deer you shoot, buck or not, always seems to stick with you the most.  Mine was on a Thanksgiving morning back in 1992, by myself.  Definately something to be thankful for.

Thanks for sharing!  Nice photos too, love the game pole ones.

Retired2hunt's picture

  There is nothing like the


There is nothing like the first hunt and the first hunt story. Nice picture of you and your Dad. Reading all of your stories today and really see he is your hunting partner and true friend. That is great!

I was 38 before getting my first buck (whitetail) so you are way ahead of me. Thanks for sharing the story!


ManOfTheFall's picture

Great story, I really enjoyed

Great story, I really enjoyed it. You have to start somewhere. Sure you hear those stories of kids shooting these monster bucks their first time out. I think that is more of the abnormal than normal. I know alot of hunters and not one that I know ever took a big buck as a kid. I didn't even shoot my first buck until I was 30. But, I have taken a buck just about every year since then except two. One of those two years I did not hunt. Congratulations on your first buck and your first antelope. Thanks for sharing your story. 

GooseHunter Jr's picture

Congrats on the first buck

Congrats on the first buck and thanks for sharing the story with us.  One thing is always true you will never forget your first buck or doe.  Thanks again for the story.