Fifteen minutes after daylight first broke over the horizon this buck entered the field for the last time.
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Not a monster by anyones standards, but truly the trophy of a lifetime. For the first time ever I was able to hunt with my beautiful wife, she had never gone hunting before, she didn’t grow up with it, but it’s something I’ve always known since I was little. She was extremely excited to be there on the opening morning and having her there renewed the passion of a successful hunt that I sometime lose when the season is short.
My brother pulled his shot on this buck from a separate stand, his round hit the buck a little far back. The buck ran to us before bedding down, I could tell by the way he was moving he was hit far back, but after skinning him I found out he was hit far back and very low, it was a mortal hit, but it would have lingered. My beautiful wife let my brother know the situation and I got into position to take a shot. My 243. Barked and the deer lay still. I put the round through the ears in hopes of killing him quickly and not sacrificing any meat.
And just like that my tag was filled.
The work began, the dragging, hauling and cutting process is the most work, a sort of retribution for success. When it comes to the skinning and quartering that’s my time for reflection, not just on the season, but on the year, the year of my life and the deer’s life. I found a beautiful woman who made me the luckiest man in the world, did the buck get his doe as well? I got oil for the winter loaded in the tank, did the buck get enough calories in corn, acorns and soybean to have a good warm winter? These thoughts don’t humanize the deer for me, they do remind me of the sacrifice that has to be made though when taking the life of a living, breathing animal.
Hunting cleanses my mind from the everyday, it brings me to a place of thoughtful solitude and awakens a hunting mentality that many have abandoned in the wake of such abundance. My connection to this deer is one that a McDonald’s hamburger will never imitate.
Tools of the trade.
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