Hello, and welcome. I wanted to tell you about deer hunting big bucks. My name is Adam. I’m a member of the National Rifle Association, Quality Deer Management Association, and The Pope and Young Club. I am a United States Army Veteran. I am proud to be a part of the many outdoors-men who’s money helps to preserve wildlife and wildlife habitat for future generations to come.
About Deer Hunting
I have two sons and want them and their sons to be able to enjoy the great outdoors for years to come. Hunting is an American Heritage and I am glad to be a part of it. I have great respect for the whitetail. I think the whitetail deer is the most beautiful animal on the face of the earth.
Deer Hunting At An Early Age
My mother worked at a gun store when I was growing up. I remember looking at the deer heads hanging in the store, and thinking what it would be like to see a big buck out in the wilderness. I wanted to go deer hunting. My mother bought me a Marlin lever action 30-30 for Christmas. I couldn’t wait to get out in the woods. My grandfather and I sighted in my gun, and got it shooting great . I was ready now. I remember reading articles in Georgia Sportsman magazine trying to learn as much as I could about the whitetail.
My First Hunt
Our first hunt was when I was thirteen years old. My father took me to Madison County in Georgia. Uncle Charlie lived on a farm there. We got up early before daylight that morning and my aunt fixed us a big breakfast. We walked down a long power line in the dark. The ground was frosty. I remember the ice crunching under my boots. It seemed like we walked a mile. My father put me against a big red oak tree in the edge of a soybean field. It was so cold sitting there. But I was ready. I saw a red tail hawk that morning. He was beautiful. I didn’t see a deer that day. But I couldn’t wait to go back.
All week long I thought about the weekend coming up. Would we see anything? Then Saturday rolled around and it was time to go back.
Back In the Woods
We got there way before daylight. I remember sitting in the truck with my dad looking at the sky just full of stars. We even saw several shooting stars. Then we got out and got our stuff ready and started walking. We walked a long way across a big pasture. I remember it being frosty that morning, and you could see your every breath. Then we walked deep into the hardwoods. We finally got to my stand and my dad waited while I climbed up and pulled my gun up with a rope. Once I was in the stand he walked over the ridge out of sight. I was now by myself in a tree-stand for the first time.I’ll never forget that morning. I heard shots in the distance around 8:30 am. They weren’t to far off. I got ready. I was excited.
I’ll never forget the first deer I saw. I was in a permanent stand in a big oak tree. I could hear something running through the leaves. It was a beautiful mature doe that came by in a hurry. She jumped a big creek effortlessly. I was in awe of her. She ran off so quick. I probably only saw her for ten seconds but I was hooked. That day I fell in love with deer hunting.
My Passion For The Outdoors
I enjoy the challenge of hunting big bucks. It is something that someone who hasn’t tried cannot fully understand. I love to see the sunrise through the hardwoods on a frosty November morning. The smell of pine, and the campfire in the air. There is just something about the great outdoors. Every time I leave the deer camp to go back to the fast paced everyday rat race. I can’t wait to get back the beauty of nature that god has blessed us with. I hope you find deer hunting big bucks as enjoyable as I do.