My second son, my Minime and I got an invite from my friend George to hunt over New Years weekend.
Hell yeah, don't have to ask us twice, here we come.
We came up Saturday afternoon, and got busy.
Saw lots of does, even a couple of large, mature older does who'd normally make their way to the freezer.
They get a pass this year because George's family harvested a few dozen does last year and more this year opening week of gun season.
Gotta manage the herd.
So we were targeting hogs and bucks, and bucks have to be at least 6pts and outside the ears.
No luck until Sunday evening when a nice, old-school scoring, 9pt edged on to Nate's plot.
Nate dropped him with a .243.
That works for me, since Nate first started hunting with us I've been happy as long as Nate gets a kill.
As long as I see him successful and happy that makes my day.
A happy young man!
Hell yeah, don't have to ask us twice, here we come.
We came up Saturday afternoon, and got busy.
Saw lots of does, even a couple of large, mature older does who'd normally make their way to the freezer.
They get a pass this year because George's family harvested a few dozen does last year and more this year opening week of gun season.
Gotta manage the herd.
So we were targeting hogs and bucks, and bucks have to be at least 6pts and outside the ears.
No luck until Sunday evening when a nice, old-school scoring, 9pt edged on to Nate's plot.
Nate dropped him with a .243.
That works for me, since Nate first started hunting with us I've been happy as long as Nate gets a kill.
As long as I see him successful and happy that makes my day.
A happy young man!
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