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death from above
I told the story last year during youth season of Ryan who is turning into my hunting buddy. He comes from a split parent family and loves to hunt. No one in his family hunts so we have kind of taken him under our wing to get him some experience in the woods. He killed his first deer with us last year (doe) and he killed a heck of a gobbler with me this spring. He has been talking about youth season for a month and told me this year he wanted a buck :grin: My goal was to find him a good mature buck to hunt this season and with some luck I was able to find old lefty this summer. He evaded my cameras all summer but I was able to glass him a couple of times so I knew he was around.
Fast forward to Monday evening. We went to the farm where Lefty has made his home and with warm temps I didn't have the highest expectations for the night. At last light lefty and a bunch of does came into the field presenting no shot. Ryan was excited to get back out, but was not able to hunt the rest of the week.
With the cold temps forcasted I figured tonight would be the night that he would be on his feet early. We got in the blind at 5o'clock and waited. At 7:05 Lefty came walking into the plot and like a gift from God walked right in to 45 yards. Ryan was a wreck, but held it together long enough to make the shot and after a short track job we had him. He's a 5 year old brute of a deer and this is night Ryan will never forget.
The smile on his face is worth everything. All the hours of scouting and miles traveled were long forgotten when he put his hands on him. It is truly a blessing to get to take him hunting and share what I love so much.
View from the blind
Lefty and one happy hunter..
Fast forward to Monday evening. We went to the farm where Lefty has made his home and with warm temps I didn't have the highest expectations for the night. At last light lefty and a bunch of does came into the field presenting no shot. Ryan was excited to get back out, but was not able to hunt the rest of the week.
With the cold temps forcasted I figured tonight would be the night that he would be on his feet early. We got in the blind at 5o'clock and waited. At 7:05 Lefty came walking into the plot and like a gift from God walked right in to 45 yards. Ryan was a wreck, but held it together long enough to make the shot and after a short track job we had him. He's a 5 year old brute of a deer and this is night Ryan will never forget.
The smile on his face is worth everything. All the hours of scouting and miles traveled were long forgotten when he put his hands on him. It is truly a blessing to get to take him hunting and share what I love so much.
View from the blind
Lefty and one happy hunter..
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