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Jerry Snapp
as far as my first harvest….I dont have a lot of memories about it. Im sure it was with my grandfather though, as he was my early outdoor influence. my earlest memories are of going squirrell hunting on opening day with him. we would sit and wait for the squirrells to come out and start barking and running around the oak and hickory trees that were in the woods on our farm where i grew up. At that age it was almost impossible for me to stay still and be quiet…but the patience of my grandfather was inmeasureable when it came to he and i in the outdoors. I can remember him holding the 22 rifle until a shot presented itelf and then him handing me the rifle and saying….go for a head shot. in those days there were as many misses as there were hits…but over thirty years later i can still see the look of pride on my grandfathers face as he and i were in the woods…I didnt know it then…but hits and misses were secondary in those days…He was just glad to have the time with me in the woods. I dont remember the first squirrell….or the first hit…But i will always remember the times with my grandfather and the times he and i spent together in my early years…his name was Vernon Snapp..he was an outdoorsman…a farmer…a gentleman…and my grandfather…He was the person who made me the outdoorsperson I am today
Mysticguido
Sorry forgot to write this.
My first harvest was a skunk I shot years a go when I lived in Texas. The first Deer I harvested was also in Texas and That was with a 1917 WW I Remington blot action 30.06. I was hunting with a friend and as I walked out in to a field, I saw a deer 300 yards away. As my friend was walking up to he asked, What are you waiting for shot it. I was waiting for the deer to walk closer, but as my friend started to raise his rifle I took aim & fired. The deer dropped right there.
My First Bow harvest was back in 2005. 6 Months after I had Heart surgery, to replace a Heart Valve. Then in Nov of that year I got my first Buck with a bow. It was a nice big 8 pointer.
In 2005 I started to use a Traditional bow. It was a Shrew Hybrid long bow. In 2007 I got my first Buck with a Traditional bow.
This Year is another First. I made and will be using a Red Oak self bow.
Taylor Hendrix
I can remember killing my first deer like it was yesterday! It was a cool November evening, and I was sitting in my shooting house. I had been there all afternoon.. the sun was starting to go down and I had already decided I wasn’t going to see any deer that day. I had packed all my gear up and was fixing to climb down.. and I looked up and standing at the tree line was a 8 pt buck. Needless to say.. I was excited! So, I pulled my gun up and had just gotten the buck in my cross hairs, and he turned and walked back into the woods. I was crushed.. to say the least. So I decided I would sit there for a few more minutes.. hoping he might walk back out. And he did! So, once again I pulled my gun back up and sighted him in. I was shaking so bad I could barely see! But, I squeezed the trigger and looked…and he was on the ground! I had dropped him in his tracks! I was so excited I could hardly breathe!!
That is a moment I will never forget. And no matter how many deer I kill.. they will never be like my first!
Harvey Nash
My first deer kill was 31 years ago I was hunting with a friend around Anacoco LA. I had set up about 300 yards across a field from my partner. Mid morning my partner shoot 3 times with his 12 gauge. I went to see if I could help, when I got over to him he was looking for a blood trail but could not find one. We split up and I went deeper into the woods. I ran up on some throne bushes and bent down to go under them when I heard a deer blow, I looked up to see 3 deer running off. Just my luck not a clear shoot. About that time my partner began to shoot again I cleared the brush in time to see what I though was a very large deer running right at me, out of self defenece I raise my 30-30 and fired. Too my suprise it was down, I ran to see my deer pulled out my BIG knife cut his throut and almost cut his head off. At this time I picked up my deer with one hand and returned to my partner. When I got to him his first question was does it have spots. No!! is it a rabbit, NO!!! will what did you get, 3 point. Will I’m still happy I got my first buck (I had to look). We went home got a horse to retrieve our prizes. On the way we went by the barn and dropped my BIG buck off because at this time in Louisiana we could not take does. We hung the 3 point up in my uncles yard and went to the barn to take care of business, we heard a truck pull up in the yard and stop, it was the game warden. Man my heart was beating out of my chest we finished cleaning the deer slipped in the back door and put him in the sink, washed up and went out front to drink coffee with my uncle and game warden. After we talked about the 3 point for a while we got up and began to clean it. My uncle was so cool no one was the wiser. With all this said I knew I had done wrong but I was not going to throw away the meat, I have made mistakes but I have never lift a mistake in the woods. I did it, I will take the chance to get it out.
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