September 23, 2019 at 7:23am
This was the first year for my daughter Kate to go hunting. She is only 6 but wanted to go hunting with her daddy and I wasn't about to say no. My father passed away when I was young so I never got the chance to hunt much with my dad and never killed a deer with him. I never even killed a deer until I was about 19 years old myself. Since my dad had passed away when I was young I had to learn how to hunt on my own so it took awhile to figure it out for me. I wanted to make sure my daughter learned early and had success at least seeing deer to keep her interested if that is what she wanted. We started practicing this summer using my crossbow set up on a Caldwell shooting rest. She got to where she could hit the bulls eye out to 30 yards and I felt comfortable that she could make an ethical shot on a deer up to this range. The first day of the SC youth hunt we sat in a blind over looking a small food plot with a corn pile at 30 yards from us. That first day we had a 7 point come in to the pile but just wouldn't give her a shot. Later on that same hunt we had a nice 8 point show up at the other end of the plot but out of range. After seeing two deer on her first ever hunt she was hooked! She kept asking me to go every day since the first day. So on September the 19th I took her out again for another hunt. The wind was right and we had a little cold front pass through so we slipped back into the blind we saw the other deer in. At around 7pm a spike showed up at the end of the plot. I told her to get ready that he would make his way to the corn pile and that is exactly what he did. We could have held out for a bigger deer but being her first deer I was going to let her take a shot at the first deer that presented us a shot. The spike walked right up to the corn pile and stood broadside at exactly 30 yards. I told her to put the 2nd cross hair on the shoulder and pull the trigger when she was ready. She let the arrow fly and it hit it's mark dead on the shoulder and exited low on the opposite side. The deer jumped up in the air and fell to the ground before getting up and running about 40 yards into the woods where he expired. This was one of the best days of my life. I got to experience something with my daughter that I never got to experience with my dad. I will cherish this moment for the rest of my life and I couldn't be more proud of her. She practiced, she listened and she learned. She did everything right and killed her first deer on her first shot at only 6 years old. This is a trophy buck to me and her no matter how you look at it. So proud!