Hillwalker
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Thanks to a SW wind my 11 year old took his first doe at 6:45 p.m. We got in a little late but we were ready to hunt at 6:15. Hunting an unpicked bean field edge over a trail leading from the timber. The field edge had a small pool of water setting in it stays for about a week after a rain. The doe showed at 6:45 and came in to drink. She drank in the hole for about what seemed like 5 minutes. The whole time she drank she was 7 yards from us but not giving a shot at the lungs as she was directly facing us. At one time Nathan said should I take her and I replied to let her give you a better angle. I have 2 tree stands set side by side so we can talk to each other. After she was done drinking she turned quickly to leave giving Nathan a quartering away shot. First I stopped her with a mouth grunt and before I new it I saw a double lung hit. He shoots a Hoyt Banshee at 42 pouds and it buried it to the fletchings. I knew it was a good hit. I let him follow up the trail as we had Plenty of light left. The celebration was undescribable as it was a beautiful night. After taking him out with me for several years he said dad the only bad thing is that now I am done already. So, I think I have created an addict. Thanks for listening I had to share this.
