I am fortunate that my wife’s family are farmers and get a significant amount of depredation doe tags every year. This year I headed out for the last day of primitive season and passed on a young 8pt. The next morning was opening rifle season. I doubled up on two does within 5 minutes of each other. With the pressure of getting some meat in the freezer off, I took my son (4) with me on my evening hunt. He loves camping and squirrel “hunting” with me and I had been talking to him for the past couple months about going deer hunting. My hopes weren’t high as I’ve never heard him be quiet before. Boy was I wrong. He was the quietist he’s ever been. He talked almost the entire time but in a whisper. He ended up falling asleep while eating snacks. When the deer started coming out, I woke him up, put on his ear muffs, and doubled up again on two yearling does. He and I were both stoked.
I took him out with me again last night. He took a nap, ate some snacks, and we put another mature doe in the freezer. I didn’t expect to be this successful opening weekend, but for him to be with me was the icing on the cake.
I took him out with me again last night. He took a nap, ate some snacks, and we put another mature doe in the freezer. I didn’t expect to be this successful opening weekend, but for him to be with me was the icing on the cake.
