Well here is my book...I mean my bio...
This year will be only my 6th year going up deer hunting. We hunt in Garrison/Deerwood, MN. The first year I went up was in 2003, I just kind of observed that year and I didn't carry a gun. I just went out with my husband one day, and the next day I just sat in the stand with my nephew. I was hooked right away! And luckily my husband has taught me everything that I know. I can't believe I stayed home all of these years when my dad, brothers and husband were out hunting. What was I thinking?
In 2004, it was my first official year on my own. I got a spike buck that year on opening morning, I took one shot, it ran a little ways and dropped and I was absolutely THRILLED!! This too was my first experience with buck fever, which I had a bad case of!
In 2005, I got one big doe and a nice fork. Both of these deer I took with one shot. Again the first one was on opening morning and the other one was later that afternoon, and I was happy as heck!
In 2006, I got my biggest buck yet, the pictures of it are below.
Not huge to most of you, but gigantic to me!! It was a 6 pointer. Again I got this also on opening day, mid- morning. I had shot a couple times earlier this morning at a doe, and completely missed!! I was VERY, VERY excited when I got this one! And I did NOT get this one with one shot like all of the rest of my deer! I think I must of had buck fever REALLY bad!! First of all I watched a fawn and a bigger doe come in and I decided to wait to see if anything was behind her, and sure enough here comes this nice buck. I was so glad that I didn't take that doe, and that for once I had actually just sat back and watched and waited!! The first time I shot at this buck, it was coming straight at me, slowly walking up a hill, he was right on the does butt. I had a good shot of his shoulder, I took the shot and I thought I had it, but it didn't move..it didn't do ANYTHING, it didn't even run, nor did it fall down, so I pulled up on it again, took a deep breath, took my time and shot again...no doubt in my mind that I got it this time...STILL NOTHING...WHAT IN THE HECK?? Now, I only have 2 bullets left, I take one more shot, POSITIVE this time that I hit it, but it STILL doesn't go down...it takes a few steps and it is now facing me broadside and I am now down to my last bullet...that's when the prayers started coming...."Oh PLEASE God, let me get it this time!" ....and FINALLY he went down!!
Thank God!!
I was so relieved!! After that, the fawn and the doe that the buck was after, sat and played around by my stand for the next half hour...of course all I could do was watch them, since I was completely out of bullets! I was just way to happy to even care though!!
I still couldn't believe how many times I had to shoot that day, I was so use to taking one shot and never having to shoot again. This was the first time this has ever happened to me. Now whenever my brothers hear a lot of shooting in the woods, they get on their walking talkies and say "Mouse (my nickname) must be out here again, huh?"...
I'll never know for sure what I did wrong that day, I definitely wasn't doing something right. My husband never found another bullet hole in that deer. He thinks I only got it that one time, with my last shot!! The next day I did some target shooting, and my gun might have been off a little, but not much...it did need some MINOR adjusting....so I think it was ALL me that day.
Last year 2007, I didn't get a buck, but that was just fine. I took a small doe on opening day and a big doe later in the week.
I took both of these deer with one shot, and both were not quite on the run, but they were moving at a very good pace. I was still very happy when I got these because our whole hunting party did terrible last year. Now we would at least had some venison for everyone
, thanks to my Jayne Wayne shooting!
Out of 15 of us in our hunting party (7 being teenagers), we only took 5 deer. 4 does and one button buck, and I was the only one out of all of us to fill both tags.
I did have an opportunity to take a monster buck on opening morning...well, I guess I really shouldn't say it was an "opportunity" because legally it wasn't. That morning after about 10 or 15 minutes of being in my stand, a deer is about 15 yards away from me. It looks like a real decent size deer, I couldn't see if it had a rack or not at first because it was still pretty dark, it was walking by me real slow and it gets up to a small hill and lifts it's head....A MONSTER RACK...I about peed my pants of course...I look down to see what time it is....7:15 am...
9 minutes before it was legal to shoot
!!! I didn't ever pull my gun up or anything, but I can't say I didn't want to!! I watched him slowly walk away, I would have never felt comfortable trying to take that shot anyway, even when it was legal time to shoot, it still seemed to dark for me...oh well, maybe next year...
Anyway, out of my of 4 years of deer hunting, I have taken 6 deer. I'd say that I have been pretty darn lucky, ...beside's of course missing one or two along the way.
This year I'm going to have to try to keep my four brothers out of the bar,
so they get their butts up and out to their stands in the morning. This will be a HUGE task...not easily done by just anyone! I think that was their problem though, they only went out later on in the afternoon the first weekend. The second weekend they did get out in the morning, thanks to someone banging pots and pans next to there bed!!.....
Anyway, I've rambled on long enough...
Oh yeah, I shoot my dad's old winchester 308-lever action
, and I hunt from a portable buddy stand when I am on state land, and a permanent stand when I hunt on our own property.
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