I finally have held my right arm in the air just right and got a signal. This post is from Thanksgiving. More specifically , Thanksgiving morning. Bub got his first deer!!!
Warning*** Graphic pics of deer being processed ***
So Bub spots one under the feeder at about 9:00am takes aim, pulls the trigger and drops him!
We both assumed a doe but when we got close, low and behold, it was a spike! The boy got his first buck!
We both assumed a doe but when we got close, low and behold, it was a spike! The boy got his first buck!
He and I were both terribly excited, high-fiving each other in the stand!
It was quite an exciting day for the both of us.
I am sure it is a day he will remember for a lifetime.
His Papa told him of the first deer he killed when he was 13. Bub beat him by 2 years!
Beat me by a lot more than that.
Hopefully he will learn the whole cleaning and processing part so Dad can hand that over to him.
Third deer to process in 2 weeks. I could use the help. I better not complain as this has been by far our most productive hunting season since we have been hunting here.
Still, it doesn't make this part any more pleasant.