My boyfriend left for a hunting trip to Montana on Friday, so his cousin took me hunting Saturday out to vail.
At about 10AM we spotted a nice 2pt in a clear cut. He was standing broadside staring right at us. I raised my rifle to get ready to shoot and i was so shaky i couldn't even find him. So we inched our way forward and i laid down and propped my gun up on a stump. I ended up making a perfect shot! Dropped my first deer in his tracks at about 100 yards. We went over to take a look and after i seen him, I was so excited i didn't know how to feel.. i cried a little. Tears of joy though! I helped him clean the deer up and i got to learn a lot about how to properly do it all. We carried him out of there to the truck and headed home.. He even stayed and helped skin him.. Took him out to the butcher today, the meat alone weighed out to be 103lbs. Made me feel good.
I am extremely thankful for him taking me out there to help me get my first deer.
Thanks again cem3434 for such an amazing first experience
