This first picture was after I shot my doe in my great grandma's abandoned farmstead. After I shot my doe the buck that she was with stood up. My son was back with my uncle in the pickup. I moved around to get a better look at the buck and noticed he wasn't too big. He was sticking around because his doe was in heat and she wasn't moving either.
So I went back to the truck, got my son, and we used the old buildings to hide our movement and got within about 50 yards of the buck and got him to stand up.
Then we went and found the doe. My new 243 reloads worked great! 87 Grain Hornady BTHP and she was DRT with about a 100 yard shot through the lungs. Jackson was proud that he found her laying in the shelter belt!
That night we went for our evening sit. Because of the wind, we had to walk 1/2 mile down a shelter belt through a plowed field, then 1/4 mile across the field to the slough edge. I was overlooking my grandmother's farmstead's trees. There was about 100 yards of open field between us and the trees. Needless to say after a full day of hunting and walking to our spot, Jackson took a 45 minute snooze right there in the grass!
Luckily he woke up, although cold, right before I took this buck. He was chasing the doe along the trees (she was trying to get in but he wouldn't let her--he was in the trees). He didn't come out until a 4x4 came out farther down. I was able to watch both for about 10 minutes before deciding on this one. He was bigger in the body, and even though only a 3x3 I thought his rack had some character. His tallest tines are a hair under 9 inches tall. Pretty unique. My 87 grain BTHP put him down pretty hard too. It was an 80 yard lung shot and he never took a step. The best part was my son got to watch the whole hunt! By the time we walked the 3/4 mile back to the truck and drove out there it was pretty dark!
I am sure he has all kinds of stories for his kindergarten teacher today! Can't wait for future seasons with him!
