Treestand Troubadour
Well-Known Member
I was mowing tonight and got thinking about this. Everybody had that moment when something happened that made you know right then and there that you wanted to be a deer hunter and thus started the addiction. I wanna hear what did it for you all.
For me it was when I was 20. I had hunted a bunch of times but never had any luck, by no luck I mean I probably didn't even see two deer. I went out one evening and sat on stand til I got stir crazy about thirty minutes before dark. While I was walking out I saw 7 deer playing out in a field that I had to walk through to get to the truck. When I got closer they started coming in the woods towards me. I froze and my heart was beating so hard I thought they would hear it. I was standing in some open timber with no trees within 30' of me. I was real easy and got an arrow nocked in just enough time to look up and see a doe not even 15 yards away. I drew back and stifled the shakes enough to get a pin on her and squeeze the release. I saw the lumenok go in tight behind the shoulder just before she bucked and took off runnin. Not 20 yards later she crashed and succumbed to a heart shot. That exact moment I heard her crash I knew that was it. I was so tore up I had to sit down before I went to look at my trophy. I knew right then and there that I wanted to hunt deer and ever since then I have been in love with the sport. I just wanna hear when it happened to you all.
For me it was when I was 20. I had hunted a bunch of times but never had any luck, by no luck I mean I probably didn't even see two deer. I went out one evening and sat on stand til I got stir crazy about thirty minutes before dark. While I was walking out I saw 7 deer playing out in a field that I had to walk through to get to the truck. When I got closer they started coming in the woods towards me. I froze and my heart was beating so hard I thought they would hear it. I was standing in some open timber with no trees within 30' of me. I was real easy and got an arrow nocked in just enough time to look up and see a doe not even 15 yards away. I drew back and stifled the shakes enough to get a pin on her and squeeze the release. I saw the lumenok go in tight behind the shoulder just before she bucked and took off runnin. Not 20 yards later she crashed and succumbed to a heart shot. That exact moment I heard her crash I knew that was it. I was so tore up I had to sit down before I went to look at my trophy. I knew right then and there that I wanted to hunt deer and ever since then I have been in love with the sport. I just wanna hear when it happened to you all.