It was opening day of black powder season here in North Carolina. I had been teaching Jodi, a
young lady how to shoot a .50 cal muzzleloader and was doing pretty good. I decided it was time
to take her out we met up at 5:00 a.m. to get the first day started. We arrived at the stand at 5:30
a.m. and on our way to the box blind a deer got wind of us. We were unable to determine if it
was alone so we continued to the stand and sat there waiting for daylight. At dawn we saw a few
deer around us, however it was not legal shooting hours yet. Of course when legal shooting
hours arrived, we saw no deer. Then out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a large
body and he was on his way right to us. I tapped Jodi on the leg and she saw him. She repeated,
“It’s a buck, it’s a buck.” I told her if she wanted to take him, to go ahead. She raised the
muzzleloader up and he must have noticed something because he headed out of there. I quickly
mouth grunted and he stopped dead in his tracks about 20 yards away sort of on a slope. I told
her to shoot him right behind the…BAM the gun went off! Once the smoke cleared, she thought
she had missed, because the deer wasn’t there. I explained a lot of the time the deer run after it
is hit. We waited about 45 minutes before I slipped out of the blind and checked the area where
the shot took place. I did not like what I found. White hairs everywhere and no blood trail. I
returned to the blind and told her she did hit him, but it seemed awful low. I decided we leave
and get a bite to eat. This would give him some time. I called my friend Raymond to help us track,
what I thought was a gut shot buck. As we left the blind I saw a drop of blood and told her to
stand there for a minute while I checked it out. That buck had bedded down not 15 yards behind
our stand. He jumped up and ran to the bottom of the hill and I saw him crash. When Raymond
arrived, we immediately tracked where the buck bedded down. We found something that made
us all feel a lot better, a lot of brown hair and lung matter. Jodi had hit him good. Raymond and I
started tracking, but Jodi jumped in front of us and was hot on the trail. She really has an eye for
tracking. Even when the trail was hard to follow she was right on him. So much so that when
Raymond and I were able to see the deer, she was still tracking him. Raymond tapped her on the
shoulder and told her to look behind the tree. When she saw her buck she was ecstatic! We took
some pictures and she tagged him, Raymond and I were going to drag it to the road, but Jodi
wanted to help drag her buck out of the woods and asked Raymond to go get his truck.
young lady how to shoot a .50 cal muzzleloader and was doing pretty good. I decided it was time
to take her out we met up at 5:00 a.m. to get the first day started. We arrived at the stand at 5:30
a.m. and on our way to the box blind a deer got wind of us. We were unable to determine if it
was alone so we continued to the stand and sat there waiting for daylight. At dawn we saw a few
deer around us, however it was not legal shooting hours yet. Of course when legal shooting
hours arrived, we saw no deer. Then out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a large
body and he was on his way right to us. I tapped Jodi on the leg and she saw him. She repeated,
“It’s a buck, it’s a buck.” I told her if she wanted to take him, to go ahead. She raised the
muzzleloader up and he must have noticed something because he headed out of there. I quickly
mouth grunted and he stopped dead in his tracks about 20 yards away sort of on a slope. I told
her to shoot him right behind the…BAM the gun went off! Once the smoke cleared, she thought
she had missed, because the deer wasn’t there. I explained a lot of the time the deer run after it
is hit. We waited about 45 minutes before I slipped out of the blind and checked the area where
the shot took place. I did not like what I found. White hairs everywhere and no blood trail. I
returned to the blind and told her she did hit him, but it seemed awful low. I decided we leave
and get a bite to eat. This would give him some time. I called my friend Raymond to help us track,
what I thought was a gut shot buck. As we left the blind I saw a drop of blood and told her to
stand there for a minute while I checked it out. That buck had bedded down not 15 yards behind
our stand. He jumped up and ran to the bottom of the hill and I saw him crash. When Raymond
arrived, we immediately tracked where the buck bedded down. We found something that made
us all feel a lot better, a lot of brown hair and lung matter. Jodi had hit him good. Raymond and I
started tracking, but Jodi jumped in front of us and was hot on the trail. She really has an eye for
tracking. Even when the trail was hard to follow she was right on him. So much so that when
Raymond and I were able to see the deer, she was still tracking him. Raymond tapped her on the
shoulder and told her to look behind the tree. When she saw her buck she was ecstatic! We took
some pictures and she tagged him, Raymond and I were going to drag it to the road, but Jodi
wanted to help drag her buck out of the woods and asked Raymond to go get his truck.
At 19 years old, this is Jodi’s first deer
ever. Even though I had my doubts at
first. She made a very good shot on a
large bodied 6 pointer, I caped him out
for her, and he’s safely in the freezer.
Now, you think your heart starts
pumping when you’re out hunting? Try
taking someone else out and have that
buck walk up 20 yards away. It’s a
wonder I didn’t have a heart attack.
ever. Even though I had my doubts at
first. She made a very good shot on a
large bodied 6 pointer, I caped him out
for her, and he’s safely in the freezer.
Now, you think your heart starts
pumping when you’re out hunting? Try
taking someone else out and have that
buck walk up 20 yards away. It’s a
wonder I didn’t have a heart attack.
| A truly Great Hunt! |
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