Can you remember your first Bow kill , how did you feel and what was your first reaction . I know some of you Guys may have to think hard , as it was so long ago and you've hunted so much between then and now . Share your experience please Guys and Ladies .
November 23, 2010, a brisk morning I was about to get down and head to work when out of no were here comes a big ole doe running for her life in tow was 124 1/8 in 8 point I let him run past me then let out a few mawwhhhs I think he stopped on like the fifth one and he stopped and looked at me. Full draw I settled the pin and let it fly he hit the ground got back up ran 30 yds and fell over in a creek with-in sight of my stand. I was shaking so bad after the shot I couldnt even text my heart was pumping I climbed down put my hands on him and paced back and forth for awhile in disbelief it was truly a once in a life time experience this is the best I can describe it! It was a public land buck aswell which made it that much better!
It was on a October night in 1994. I was on my way home drone a party to get up early for a hunt, when out of now where a doe jumped infront of my 1986 mustagn. I broke her back leg and she was crying out in pain so I grabbed my bow and **** her in the street. Perfect heart shot and she died soon after. I didn't even have to,use a tag. Lol. I was 17 at the time
My first bowkill was way back in 96 and is still the best buck I have killed...needless to say I was pretty happy about it
!986, I climbed up in a tree that was in a fence row. It didn't have a stand in it I just climbed up and sat on a limb for about three hours. I did it because there was a trail coming out of the woods into a picked bean field. Just before dark, about seven does came out of the woods right on the trail I thought they would. I took careful aim and let go of the arrow. It hit the lead doe right in front of the shoulder and they all ran off. I got down and couldn't find a trace of anything. What happened was I had misjudged the spot where I thought the deer were standing. I looked until after dark but couldn't pick up any sort of trail. I left to drive home very discouraged. When I got home, that was before cell phones, I called a friend of mine to tell him what had happened. He wanted to drive back to my spot and look again. It was by now after 9:00pm and I lived almost an hour away. We drove back up there and found the spot where I had hit the deer in the first place. After that it was a fairly easy track job and we found the deer within half an hour. Needless to say I was elated. I learned alot that night and I'm glad my friend made me go back even though it was late. Blessings......Pastorjim
Mine was in 2008, it was after the rut because I had just bought my first bow in a long time. I practiced with it for 3 days solid, shooting a TON. I went out one afternoon, just hoping to get a doe maybe. Along came an 8 point, and I was more than happy to shoot him as my first archery buck. He only grossed 86 and some change, but it didn't matter to me.
My first archery kill was a 175 pound hog from a hog hunting ranch about 6 years ago. My first deer archery kill was October 2, 2010. A fork/horn weighed 75 pounds.
12-23-09 I had just got back to my parents house after my last final of fall semester during my sophomore year of college. I had been hunting hard all season, without much to show for it. I had been seeing plenty of deer, does and smaller bucks, but was still holding out for a wall hanger. 15 minutes before dark I caught some movement out of the corner of my eye, saw it was a nice buck and drew my bow back. After about a minute he was past my stand, slightly quartering away. I sent an arrow his way, hitting a little far back but I still felt good about the shot. After waiting a half hour, I went back to the house (walking distance) and told my folks I had just put an arrow in a really nice buck. We waited for two or so hours and went tracking. While my dad and I were walking to where I had shot him, it started to snow, hard. Not wanting to lose the blood trail, we followed it quickly to where he was bedded, but still alive. I nocked another arrow and sent in through the vitals from 40 yards away, which put him down for good. All in all it wasn't the way I wanted to kill my first buck, but was a great learning experience that I'll never forget.
my 1st deer was also my 1st buck..oh man, that buck fever was the greatest feeling in the world...nothing huge, but totally worth it for me being my first deer....taken on public land of northern WI...the only bad part was, I had a huge $1k bill + 10 stitches from the ER room to remember this deer by... graphic image:
Haha , why the stitches dj , spill the beans Greg , loving the Recurve picture , what a great shot . I really like the theme of whatever came first and presented a shot , was the one you Guys took . Keep'em coming , I'm really enjoying this thread :D
long story short....climbed down to inspect arrow/heard another deer coming/climbed back up tree hoping to fill my doe tag/got to the top and branch gave way on left hand/fell while my right hand was stuck on the platform of the hangon stand/fell 20ft onto a big pile of pine needles so i got really really lucky/got up and there was pain and blood everywhere throughout my hands/fingers....called my hunting partner, tracked the deer (fell within 30yds), and straight to the ER....missing lots of skin on fingers + really deep scratch on left hand (almost ripped open).... hand injury...this was actually 3 weeks later when everything started to heal somewhat....left hand and right hand.... and if you're asking....YES, I DO USE A HARNESS WHEN I'M SITTING ON TOP....unfortunately, this happened when i climbing up my sticks which i don't usually use anything...could've been worst, but it is what it is....lesson learned....went on the IR list for DJing and hunting....
Mine was 40 years later lol. December 7, 2008. Made her look like a pin cusion after high lung/spining her.
Sometime in either '94 or '95 - I shot the raggediest little spike buck that you've ever seen. Poor guy was shot (by yours truly) up through the flank and guts, then chased halfway across hell's half-acre in a foot-race / track job. When I finally found him, we were both exhausted and the bow was laying elsewhere on the blood trail. He was halfway dead, so I part near sawed his head off with a buck knife to finish the job. It was a classy event. This is a prime example of kids who were completely clueless about bowhunting, but were out there anyway, just figuring everything out the hard way. What I wouldn't have given back then, for somebody to take me out and show me how to conduct myself in a civilized manner and actually bowhunt effectively. Instead, it was a long, painful learning curve.
September 2005 Biggest bull to date, first with bow 25 Yard shot, 200 Yard recovery I though I had missed. Turned around to see my dad jumping around like a mad man. Turned back around and could see bright blood pumping out of the bull's side, I promptly hit the ground and tears starting welling. Absolutely one of my fondest memories.
First archery season deer October 12, 07. I was ground hunting on top of this finger near Chopawamsic Creek, training area 6B aboard MCB Quantico. I had seen a doe go down the other side of this draw and moved to a better position for the shot as she came up the hill towards me. Went to pull the trigger on the xbow and nothing, the safety was still on. CLICK, off went the safety. She froze looked strait at me, blew and took off. Not five minutes later, hadn't even made it back to my turkey stool yet, I hear something coming up the other side of the finger. From what I could see it was a deer, that's it, just a deer. I make my guestimation on where "it" is going. I was right! That is when "it" became a he. That was when I saw the antlers, couldn't tell you how many points, just antlers. Put the dot on the shoulder and pulled the trigger. He ran and I hear the bolt hit the trees past him. I walk over that way...nothing. On the way back to my spot I had drifted down the hill and that was where I first saw blood. Man was I excited!!!!!!! I Looked for the bolt for all of 2 minutes with no luck, called dad, no answer. I called the next person on the list that could give me advice on deer, Grandma. It was a grand total of 15 minutes from the shot until I started my trek following the blood trail. I had done this only once before, hence the call to grandma. She did advise me to give it another 10 minutes, I COULDN'T wait that long. Should have listened to the older wiser one. Good blood, twenty yards later, what's all that racquet over there a ways? Twenty more yards, yup he laid down here, at least a cup of blood and his body indentation in the leaves. Dang-it I bumped him, that's what all the noise was. Sixty yards later, yup that is what I heard, he tried jumping over this down tree. Nope, no blood on the other side. Backtrack about seven yards, he didn't clear the tree and turned down the hill. Ten yards down the hill the blood trail trickled to nothing, no buck. Ok no more blood, creek bed another twenty yards down hill, yeah he probably went that way. Fifteen yards later I was staring at my first buck piled up in the branches of that down tree. I had shot him in the neck clipping the jugular and the esophagus. So 135 yards after I shot him I had my crossbow in one hand and antler in the other. Three hundred yards of dry rocky creek bed, one hundred yards of flat woods and he was at the truck. I had been walking ahead and puting the cross bow down and then drag the deer that twenty or so yards to do it again, stoped about half way and walked to the truck to put my cross bow in and grab a tie down strap and rope for the kayak to make the drag a little easier. I didn't dress him out until I was back at the truck, what water was in that little creek bed was stagnent and I was afraid of that getting to the meat. He was not a big buck by no means. 110#s dressed, six pointer, but he was my first archery deer, first VA deer, and first buck all at once. My first bow (vertical) deer was 10/10/11. That wonderful tale is titled 'first "bow" deer' on this forum. PS: I did find that bolt a week later when hunting that area. It now resides on top of that bucks rack up on the wall at the house. Alex Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
