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<blockquote data-quote="makeithappen" data-source="post: 3682267" data-attributes="member: 24464"><p>Saturday afternoon was warm but per the last warm day, i figured bucks would move. My daughter decided to go with me but wasn't sure she wanted to shoot my 30-06 (buying a kid friendly round is on the agenda this year). We got out at 330 and had 5 fawns come in at 430. At 445 a year and a half old doe came in. She was spooky and kept staring right through us. After a 20 minute stare down, she walked the fence line separating the horse area from the woods, feeding. She held up at an opening from the woods where most deer enter from.</p><p></p><p>10 minutes later, there's branches breaking in the woods behind her. Out steps a buck, shaking his head like a dog that just got out of the water. He checked the doe who took off like a light. My heart sank, going he wouldn't follow. I asked my daughter if she wanted to shoot. She said she wanted me to. I looked at the buck and realized it was Renault (named after the French tank with a little gun). He's busted me twice within minutes after shooting light. I had a quartering to shot, but held off. He paralleled us and walked toward the fawns, stopping behind a brush pile. He took 4 steps toward the fawns and i pulled the trigger. I heard him crash quickly and the celebration ensued.</p><p></p><p>I usually let deer sit for 30 minutes when archery hunting but felt there wasn't a need in this instance. We found sparse blood so i went to where i last saw him, the edge of a creek. My daughter asked if we were going to have to cross it. I scratched my head and said i think so. While scratching my head, i spotted more blood to the left and a dead deer 15' beyond that, not across the creek. Thank God.</p><p></p><p>Laying hands on an old deer that you played chess with and finally beat, is a rare feeling for me. Having my daughter there was icing on the cake. I wish i had a set of scales to weigh him. I broke my drag rope and bent a deer hanger on him. The heaviest buck I've seen in Central Oklahoma.[ATTACH=full]237401[/ATTACH]</p><p>[ATTACH=full]237402[/ATTACH][ATTACH=full]237403[/ATTACH][ATTACH=full]237404[/ATTACH]</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="makeithappen, post: 3682267, member: 24464"] Saturday afternoon was warm but per the last warm day, i figured bucks would move. My daughter decided to go with me but wasn't sure she wanted to shoot my 30-06 (buying a kid friendly round is on the agenda this year). We got out at 330 and had 5 fawns come in at 430. At 445 a year and a half old doe came in. She was spooky and kept staring right through us. After a 20 minute stare down, she walked the fence line separating the horse area from the woods, feeding. She held up at an opening from the woods where most deer enter from. 10 minutes later, there's branches breaking in the woods behind her. Out steps a buck, shaking his head like a dog that just got out of the water. He checked the doe who took off like a light. My heart sank, going he wouldn't follow. I asked my daughter if she wanted to shoot. She said she wanted me to. I looked at the buck and realized it was Renault (named after the French tank with a little gun). He's busted me twice within minutes after shooting light. I had a quartering to shot, but held off. He paralleled us and walked toward the fawns, stopping behind a brush pile. He took 4 steps toward the fawns and i pulled the trigger. I heard him crash quickly and the celebration ensued. I usually let deer sit for 30 minutes when archery hunting but felt there wasn't a need in this instance. We found sparse blood so i went to where i last saw him, the edge of a creek. My daughter asked if we were going to have to cross it. I scratched my head and said i think so. While scratching my head, i spotted more blood to the left and a dead deer 15' beyond that, not across the creek. Thank God. Laying hands on an old deer that you played chess with and finally beat, is a rare feeling for me. Having my daughter there was icing on the cake. I wish i had a set of scales to weigh him. I broke my drag rope and bent a deer hanger on him. The heaviest buck I've seen in Central Oklahoma.[ATTACH type="full" alt="20211127_181142.jpg"]237401[/ATTACH] [ATTACH type="full" alt="20211127_183922.jpg"]237402[/ATTACH][ATTACH type="full" alt="20211127_184802.jpg"]237403[/ATTACH][ATTACH type="full" alt="20211127_184830.jpg"]237404[/ATTACH] [/QUOTE]
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