My brother called me earlier this week about bringing my nephew over to deer hunt this weekend. I had mentioned it to him last month, apparently he remembered. Additionally, Mason's buddy Noah and his father really had no good plan for the youth season either. So, Mason and I decided to put our pursuit of "Tines" on hold for this morning. Everyone met us at our home and we headed over to the "gar hole" farm. I took Dave and Noah to a trusty old stand on the east end of the farm before running around to the west side to put my brother and nephew in the stand I'd put up for Phil and Garrett's visit. After that, Mason and I hiked out to a fencerow junction to watch and wait. We saw a doe on the way. Shortly after settling in, we heard a buck chasing down in the woods below us, but it was too thick to see what it was. A bit later, Mason whispered "deer" as two does came out of the woods about 20 yards from us. They had the wind, we were on the ground, and had not bothered to smoke up. The doe stood looking before turning and loping across a field...there were two actually. I don't know why Mason didn't shoot her, he said he just wasn't in the mood as we hadn't been there long. Weird, he had the green light if he wanted it.
So shortly after the does left, we heard Noah's gun blast off. Mason jumped. It startled him as it was a mighty calm morning, even though Noah was more than a half mile east of us. Texting let me know that Noah had a buck down. Mason wanted to go see it, so we took off. I texted my brother to see if they were ok before we left. He said all was well. They had seen three earlier, and had another 7 in front of them at the time. All does, and a little out of Drew's range. So Mason and I headed off to help Dave and Noah. While we were standing hearing the story and watching Dave gut Noah's deer, we heard Drew shoot. He was about 3/4 of a mile east of us, but I thought it may have been him. I texted Steve to see, and he said Drew had one flopping on the ground. So we loaded up Noah's deer and headed back around to the east side of the farm. Townzen was out hunting somewhere, but he was done and met up with us over there. We all headed back to Steve and Drew and found them standing over one heck of a nice buck, Drew's first! The very first time he has ever shot at a deer too! I taped the buck later at 159, gross, counting the splits on his G2s. Even without them, as an 8, he would go 150! Drew shot him with a muzzleloader, open sights, and killed him stone dead! We had a good time, but eventually moved on to doing a push in an effort to chase Mason a doe. He missed a coyote and we moved a few deer but none went by Mason. Townzen said there was a basket rack, a 130 and a 150 that all ran right under the stand Noah had just shot his buck from! Steve helped on the push and saw a small buck too, and I think there was a doe or two mixed in somewhere. Anyway, we had a great time today, and a couple of youngsters marked off their first bucks! Two well-placed shots from two boys that don't get to do that sort of thing nearly enough!
Here are some pics too. Mason and I are going after Tines tomorrow! Hoping for some luck!