... and before his Dad.
Jack took his first buck this morning and I must confess it is bigger than my first buck (which was a button yearling) years ago.
I put him up in his stand about a half hour before daylight and told him to only turn on his radio (a two-way) and contact me if he shot something. I walked through the dark, over and through the woods and was in my stand for 10 minutes when all of a sudden a distant "BOOM!” followed by a “Dad I got one down!” over the radio. Before I could ask questions he had turned the radio off because he thought he was gonna have a shot at some does that were with it (the game hog never did). Despite a short morning hunt for me and a big fat zero this afternoon, we had a good time. Even got in a mid-day quail hunt in 60 degree weather.
Now we go back in the a.m. and see if we can get Jack’s cousin Chance his first one. The twin boys will join Dad for the ever elusive whitetail and Jack is now on a strict game management program looking for a big buck or does for the freezer. S
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