This is my mom's first buck. It's not the biggest buck, but she will take it for her first. It was 3 years in the making before she was able to finally take her first shot at a deer and she made it count. Me and my mom were up in Vail during the late season and I was only to hunt with her on Saturday, so I wanted to make the most of my only day to hunt with her during late buck. We were seeing deer all morning long including a couple of really nice bucks that she was unable to get a shot at because there were 2 other hunters at the top of the clearcut that the bucks were in and we did not feel comfortable taking a shot with those other hunters around. So we carried on and about 1 hour later she spotted a doe in some christmas trees and we walked back down the road to get a better look when I spotted another doe, but no buck with them. We drove about another 100 yards up the road and decided to turn around and head to another area when she told me to stop and look those trees over again, so I did and before I could get out of the truck I had already spotted this buck walking out. We watched him for about ten minutes and had every shot possible including a shot at 10 feet as he tried to cross the road, but she wasn't sure about shooting a little buck. Finally, she was willing to take the shot so she told me to find him again and she would take the shot and about 30 seconds later he came up out of the bottom and started up the hill directly across from us and she took the shot and set him down in his tracks. She instantly looked back at me with the biggest smile on her face knowing that she had just accomplished what she had been trying to for 3 years. That was probably the most exciting moment of my hunting career because during the modern season last year she told me that she had never been with me when I killed anything and she went with me on opening day of archery elk and I shot a cow with her and now I got to be there for her first deer. What a season with my mom. We will be together next year for sure.
