What is your first deer story?

[sportsman90]

      I remember my first deer............It was the last day of the wisconsin gun season and I was 13 years old.  No one in our group had gotten anything in our usual area so we went do a different place and I sat on the ground.  I had a 20 gauge smooth bore shot gun (thats what first year hunters use in our party before graduating to a rifle)
      At around 9:30 we heard the hooping and hollering of a deer drive coming through.  Me, my dad, and my uncle moved to the other side of the swamp to get out of the way of the drive.  A little while later they came through and we saw nothing.  I was ready to go thinking they had blown it for us, but my uncle said just wait. 
      5 minutes went by and still nothing.  All of a sudden I saw a doe coming down the swamp.  I was resting the gun on an over turned trees roots, I aimed and dropped it at about 60 yards running.  I was very proud, there was nothing like that first deer!

[stevejedlenski]

my first deer was actually my second year. me, my dad and my brother (his first year) went out and my dad sat with my brother. i sat in a portable in a valley so i was about 10' above the ground on both sides. i sat there until about 9am and had only seen one deer slip through the brush. i was getting bored and waiting for my dad and brother to return, i decided to eject a shell from my gun (really quietly so i wouldnt make too much noise) this i a .30-30 lever action. so i open it and its really loud. i get it all the way open and the shell is still in the chamber so i tip it upside down and of course it falls onto the metal stand and rolls all the way to the back then to the ground. now im mad because i just made so much noise and so i get another round in and sit for a few more minutes... then a wind comes and all i can smell is deer. not 30 seconds later a doe and fawn come running straight downwind to me. i shoot and drop her in her tracks. my dad and brother were on their way and decided to wait 100yrds away for a few minutes. my brother got his first that night and i could hear him yelling across a 500yrd field... that will always be one of my favorite storys

[JCAMERON]

I started deer hunting three years ago. That year I was sitting in my stand on the last day of the season when I heard my old man shoot. 30 minutes later he comes walking towards me and pushes a spike right to me(the one he shot at and missed). I shot once,hitting him, then my gun jams. The deer stopped maybe 10 yards from me, pants a little, spots me and takes off. Being my first year I didn't know any better than to take off following him... Needless to say we never found him. The next year I was taking an afternoon stroll through the woods when I jumped a doe from a small swamp. BAM BAM. After I spotted blood I went back to the house and waited a good 45 befor tracking... And I found her. She was small, but my first none-the-less. This year I shot a 150 lb four pointer. A good sized deer in my books. If it wasn't my first buck I would have passed but I needed to get one under the belt first. 

[22lex]

First time ever in the woods with my bow I sat on the ground just twenty yards off of a secondary deer trail. I figured a buck was using it, but not sure due to my lack of huntelligence.

Needless to say, a nice eight point walks down the trail, I pull back, shoot, and think I have just shot my first buck ever! Man, this deer hunting is really easy I thought.

Well, after further inspection of where my arrow ended up and a little twig that seemed to be cut in half, I did not have my first deer.

My first two lessons learned! Make sure lanes are clear of debris, and don't think hunting is easy!

[Stensethfan]

My first was in 2001 in the second season that I ever hunted with a firearm.  Since I was new to the group I had to take the last stand chosen which ended up to be an old 4x8 ice house that was towed into the corner of the crop field and left at the edge of the woods.  It was opening afternoon which happened to fall on my birthday and I was hoping to give myself a nice present.  about 40 minutes before legal light ended a nice big doe came out in the corner of the field.  I eased open the one window to my left and shot, dropping her in her tracks.  Needless to say I was extremely excited, but at the same time I was almost sickened from how bad my ears rung from that 3 inch 12ga shell in that enclosed stand.  That was the last time I ever went there with out ear muffs.  I almost could not sleep with that night with that ringing in my ears!

[sportsman90]

      While we are at it, I will tell you about my first deer with a bow too.  It was late October 2006, I had hunted for four days before on top of a hill in a ground blind, kind of observing everything. I saw some deer but they were all over 100 yards away. On sunday I finally moved in to a different location.
      I was in an old permanant stand in a strip of trees under power lines. along the edge of the woods was corn. The night before a cold front came through and it was very cold.
       About 1 hour before dark I was getting bored and I was imaginng a 4 point buck coming along the edge of the corn and me dropping it with a bow, no tracking. About 15 min. later I heard a snap and I stood up and a deer appeared right where I imagined it would be. It was a buck, and I drew back and for some reason put my 20 yard pin on it, when it was only about 7 yards away!
        Well, I hit it in the spine dropping it just like I imagined. I had predicted the whole thing except the deer ended up being a 7 pointer instead so it was a bonus! I was shaking so hard I had to sit down to call my dad. I was very proud and had to drive around with tail gate down to show it off! That is one of my best hunting memories.

[Outdoors Junkie]

My first deer was on opening day of my third year hunting (1987).  I was 14 years old.  I missed a doe the year before in the same stand.  I was in my stand for about an hour.  It was cold.  I hear a shot from the direction of my dads stand.  I keep looking in that direction, and nothing came over.  Another hour past and I look behind me and see a deer standing about 75 yards out.  I slowly (and quietly) turn around.  I raise my gun up and the deer was gone.  It actually took two steps forward and was standing behind a thick evergreen tree, but I didn't know it.  I stood there wondering if it saw me move.  Then I see it step out on the other side of that evergreen.  I raise my gun up.  I put the cross hairs on the front shoulder.  I click the safety off...and squeeze the trigger.  KABOOM...The deer starts running right for me!  I fire again!  It keeps running right at me!  I fire again!  I lean back (kind of flinching...thinking it's going to ram right into my stand) and fire one more time.  It changes direction (two feet from the base of my stand).  Runs off into some thick under brush and out of my sight.  Even thou my ears were ringing I could still hear sticks snapping and thought I blew it (I thought it just kept running).

I sat there for what seemed to be an eternity, and my dad comes walking over.  He asks if I was the one shooting.  I tell him yes.  He asks if it was a buck or doe.  I stood there and thought about it a moment, and said I don't really know.  I was so excited to see a deer, I didn't even look at it's head.  He asked if I thought I hit it, and I tell him I have no idea.  I tell him what happened and how it charged at my stand.  He asked how many times I shot, I said 3? or maybe 4 times?  He tells me to stay in the stand and walks off in the direction I last saw it.  He comes back with a big smile on his face and tells me I got a 6 point buck.  He then says your gun is empty...the chamber is hanging wide open.  It happened so fast I didn't know how many times I shot.  I pass the gun down and climb down and run over to see my buck.  He tells me that he also shot a 6 pointer earlier that morning.

My first shot hit him in the vitals.  One of my other shot grazed a leg.  Otherwise, I wasted ammo.

I've been hooked on deer hunting ever since!

[chip189]

My first year of deer hunting (12 years old) I had a big buck run by my stand. I didn't get a shot because I was eating m&m's instead of paying attention. When I finally got on him he was running away and I could see orange in the distance. No shot.

2nd year I got my first. I was heading to my stand a little late in the morning and stopped to tie my boot. I leaned my gun on a sapling and it tipped over in the snow. I took all the shells out and cleaned the snow off the gun and out of the action. Just as I finished reloading the gun I heard a shot. The snow flew up about 30ft from me. Then another shot and the snow flew up again. I looked where it came from and saw 3 or 4 hunters on the other side of a large field. I thought they were shooting at me. Thats when I saw the buck standing on our side of the field with a tree across the vitals. Then it turned and ran straight at me. I fired the 1st shot and it started jumping side to side still coming at me. I fired again and then once more and he didn't stop coming. I was so excited I ejected a live shell. Luckily the buck turned and I was able to hit him with my fourth shot. He was about 3 ft from the muzzle when I fired. As I stood over my first deer waiting for my dad one of the hunters from the other side of the field came over. He asked if they hit it. I told him no but they almost shot me! His face went pale. I also told him I was getting ready to shoot back when I saw the deer. He got down and gutted it out for me. He was just finishing when my dad walked up. He looked at my dad said nice deer and dissapeared.