My First Deer Hunting
Deer Away
The greatest day in a boy’s life is when he turns fourteen. Fourteen meant everything because at fourteen a fellow can hunt the most exciting animal that ever lived in Michigan, the deer. Yes, the year of the deer I shall never forget. When my dad poked his head into my bedroom at 5:30 A. M. in the morning on November 15, 1973, I knew the day had finally arrived for my first deer hunt.
Even though I had barely slept at all the night before, I was wide wake, eager to get into the woods. The bacon was frying filling the house with a terrific odor that made a person’s stomach just perk up with excitement. Pancakes also kept the bacon company on the plate and went down your throat smooth as silk. All through our hunter’s breakfast my dad …show more content…
Did you hit him?” “I don’t know,” I responded,” half in shock from the excitement.
My dad and I ran to where the deer stood and looked frantically all around looking for the any blood or hair, but none could be found.
Finally he said, “Where were you standing? “I was sitting over there by that tree.”
We walked over to the tree that was only about 20 feet away and turned around looking in the direction of where I had shot at the deer. Then my father looked up and noticed a hole up in a tree about where the deer was standing. It was about 10 feet up. “You must have jerked the trigger instead of gently pulling the trigger,” he chuckled. “Well, you are not the Davy-Crockett- the- best- hunter- of -all type. Nope!
No dinner for us tonight!” We both laughed. I was very disappointed that first hunting season because I did not see another deer to shoot at. But I did not stop hunting, and I have been hunting for the last 31 years. I have never had much success with deer hunting but do have some tales to tell especially my first hunting season when I was fourteen. Yes, the fourteenth year of one’s life is best in my
The greatest day in a boy’s life is when he turns fourteen. Fourteen meant everything because at fourteen a fellow can hunt the most exciting animal that ever lived in Michigan, the deer. Yes, the year of the deer I shall never forget. When my dad poked his head into my bedroom at 5:30 A. M. in the morning on November 15, 1973, I knew the day had finally arrived for my first deer hunt.
Even though I had barely slept at all the night before, I was wide wake, eager to get into the woods. The bacon was frying filling the house with a terrific odor that made a person’s stomach just perk up with excitement. Pancakes also kept the bacon company on the plate and went down your throat smooth as silk. All through our hunter’s breakfast my dad …show more content…
Did you hit him?” “I don’t know,” I responded,” half in shock from the excitement.
My dad and I ran to where the deer stood and looked frantically all around looking for the any blood or hair, but none could be found.
Finally he said, “Where were you standing? “I was sitting over there by that tree.”
We walked over to the tree that was only about 20 feet away and turned around looking in the direction of where I had shot at the deer. Then my father looked up and noticed a hole up in a tree about where the deer was standing. It was about 10 feet up. “You must have jerked the trigger instead of gently pulling the trigger,” he chuckled. “Well, you are not the Davy-Crockett- the- best- hunter- of -all type. Nope!
No dinner for us tonight!” We both laughed. I was very disappointed that first hunting season because I did not see another deer to shoot at. But I did not stop hunting, and I have been hunting for the last 31 years. I have never had much success with deer hunting but do have some tales to tell especially my first hunting season when I was fourteen. Yes, the fourteenth year of one’s life is best in my