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My son has been excited to go archery hunting with me for the first time. The hunt couldn't come fast enough for him. Opening morning in Southern Utah we snuck in before light and located the typical 26"-28" buck. As usual, he had his five smaller buddies with him. Got within 70 yards with no shot. We followed him into the bolders and made an attempt to get a shot, but Mrs Skinhead foiled the deal. We didn't see where the big boy went. Several hours later mother nature called and as it always goes, while squatting, the whereabouts of Mr. Big became well known as he had only gone 50 yards and bedded back down. With pants around the ankles I could only watch as he trotted up the hill. My son is loving every minute of the eventful day, but as it got evening time he asked if it was okay if we shot a smaller buck. I understood that to him, size meant nothing. As the sun began to set we located a 2x3 and a 2x2 with some does. My boy stayed right on my heels and we got within 30 yards. I was shooting down hill and shot over his back. He stopped at 70 yards broadside and the shot found its mark. Though the buck was small, the look on my son's face made this buck a buck of a lifetime. He is excited to try for the elk this week. Whether we get an elk or not, the experience for both of us will never be forgotten.
As a side not, in other posts the question about the number of fawns was raised. 90% of the does we saw had fawns and 80% of those were twins.
As a side not, in other posts the question about the number of fawns was raised. 90% of the does we saw had fawns and 80% of those were twins.