So Dad and I hit the woods Saturday morning. We hunted an area that him and my uncles used to hunt all the time, but haven't in probably 15 years since it went to shotgun only. Dad doesn't have a shotgun so I picked up some slugs for my 20ga Benelli. Was very impressed with how well they grouped at 50 yards. Knew we wouldn't be taking any shots further than that so Dad was dialed!
We got to our area and split up in this unit. He was going to move down and sit in this little bottleneck clearing while I pushed through the woods above it, hoping to move an animal out in front of him. I gave him about 15 minutes after we split up to get settled into his spot before I started moving. I had barely taken 5 steps into the woods when BANG! 1 shot from Dad means dead deer! I moved through the woods nice and easy just in case it wasn't him and came out into the clearing to him already done field dressing the dang thing! He said he had just made it to his spot and was getting ready to hunker when he saw this guy stand up out of his bed about 45 yards away looking right at him! All he had was a head shot so he took it and nailed him in the left eye and out the ear. Done deal.
I'm very happy for my dad to have gotten this deer for a few reasons. One, he has had limited success over the last 15 years or so because he worked so hard to get my brother and I into animals. Its his time now. 2nd, the last deer any of our family killed here was by my Uncle, who passed away from cancer a couple of years ago, so it was kind of bittersweet to say the least. I'm proud of you Dad, way to get it done O'Connor style.
Oh and sorry about the windpipe. Due to the shot placement, he felt the need to bleed the animal, and I don't have photoshop to cover it up. Hope no one is offended.
