What Species deer was your first kill in WASH.

[buck man]

Young mulie doe 31 years ago on badger mountain.

[JJB11B]

I drank my first Beer the day I killed my first Buck, I hated the taste, I was such a dumb kid. ehh hhhhem...."No Sh!t, there we wuz" I was 13 , Carrying the same rifle my Dad used to shoot his first buck long before I was ever born, It was a Ruger M77 30-06. We had walked from the top of this massive hill down a canyon up and over washed out draws and fingers. It seemed like at least 3 miles (it probably was) Dad and I were walking through a very steep but narrow draw when I noticed a small white patch in the brush not 20yds away and directly across the draw from us. I was convinced it was a deer and dad looked with the binoculars and said "I dont see anything" I looked and noticed the white patch was changing shape. So I said "Im going to go look" I got about 10 feet away from where I had seen it rifle in hand and up pops a little basket rack 4 pt. whitetail. I shouldered the rifle and Bang hit, racked around and BANG hit the engine room. It ran around a bend in the draw heading down hill. I ran around the corner and see him laying down about 50 yds down the draw. I put the crosshairs on his neck and BOOM flop. Rack around and up he goes. put the crosshairs betwixt his shoulder blades and squeezed. He flopped over before he even got to take a step. The only thing I could hear was my Dad Laughing and yelling NICE SHOT JON!. I hit that deer in the lungs 2x in the neck 1x(it would have bled out but I didnt know that) and destroyed 2 vertebrae in his back. the only meat I lost was some in the neck. Dad  slung my rifle on his back and coached me through gutting him and then we tied a rope to his antlers and I got to drag my first trophy for another mile to where my Uncle was waiting with the truck. Once we got him loaded I was handed an odd looking soda can from my uncle and he said "welcome to Manhood you earned that one" That was the nastiest tasting soda I have ever had (bud Light) One of the fondest memories from my childhood. Later that day Dad and my Uncle both killed very nice WhiteTails (IMO) What a great day,


My deer is the third from the left. My Dads is the one he was holding. The real nice one is my Uncles and the other small one is a friend of ours who was taking the picture.

[RadSav]

Blacktail.  I think I was nine way back when I had to use both hands to cock the old Stevens single shot .410/.22 over under.  Grandpa drove the '68 Ford pickup in a ditch so dad and I walked down to a farm outside Pe Ell to get a tractor.  On the way back a doe stood still in a clear cut long enough for me to put a slug through her chest.

Grandpa tried to ruin my excitement by saying, "Boy, you should have stayed here with me.  I had bucks running all around me and all I had was coffee and a pack of  Lucky Strikes to shoot at 'em." 

Was years before I figured out he was lying.

[grunt11B]

Blacktail for me, 4x4 w/ eyeguards....

[benhuntin]

Sure are alot of coasties on here.    Where are the WT.

[ing]

Muley blacktail cross

[fishngamereaper]

2 pt blackie on the Coyle when I was 12...

[Huntbear]

A little basket rack 3x3 with eye guards, at 15 ft. with the .308 in the christmas trees.

[NWWABOWHNTR]

3x4 muley plus eyeguards... just moved here from back east... I called it a 4x5...LOL  Up high in the Alta GMU with a muzzie.  Thought wow this muley hunting is easy... 

[muzbuster]

My first deer ever was a Muley in Eastern Oregon, came home & got my first Washington deer, a blacktail, the next weekend.

[doyourtime89]

blacktail back in the day, it was my first bow kill at the time.

[Whitpirate]

Whitetail forkie..... .32 winchester.  I think the gun rattled when it shot it was so worn.... but I lucked out and hit a good lung shot.  2 pockets of Shaggy mane mushrooms, and the forkie made a nice meal that night.

Slumber mountain up in PO.

[Elkaholic daWg]

 YEARS AGO!  Muley Doe on Rocky Ridge  (closed now) Road/Jumpoff Ridge area of the Mission unit on the Colockum

[Kowsrule30]

3 point BT..... 17 years ago..... I was 11.... 2nd to last day of late modern buck.... Dad and I headed up in the Mashel unit well before daylight.... Hiked in behind a gate toward the top of the mountain about 4 miles..... It was approaching 10 am or so by then and Dad spotted a bedded deer through the old growth about 35 yards..... I took a rest and made sure it was legal.... Dad said it was.... I was too excited to tell.... The 243 barked and I don't ever remember feeling so high in my life while walking up to him and putting my hand's on his chocolate antlers.... We just stared at him for about ten minutes.... Took pics... Ate lunch... Then found out real quick that gutting and carrying a deer that weighed more then me wasn't the cool part....      Will never forget that four mile pack out..... Think we stopped about 30 times....

[Jason]

Forked horn Blacktail in the old 588