Wiszard
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After 12 years my son, Canyon, was finally legal to hunt with my and my Dad. This is his first big game animal. He is hooked!
This goat was killed on the way back to the truck on opening day of deer season. We saw no deer so I thought it would be a good idea to get down in the flats to see if we could spot some goats. I looked over a rise and to my surprise there was a buck not 100 yards walking away from us just to the right of where we were. I backed off the rise and got my son ready to get up there. My Dad and I gave some last minute advice and we all crept up there together. Unfortunately, he was nowhere to be seen. He winded us? Not sure. Just then my son says there he is as he's looking to his right. Sure enough, he comes trotting from right to left. I get Canyon set up on the bipod on the prone position. The goat keeps trotting and I'm telling Canyon that when/if he stops you have to be ready. My son keeps shifting his position as the buck continues to move to the left. He really did a good job staying in position for a good shot. He stopped once but only for a second or two...not long enough for my son to put the crosshairs where they needed to be. Another 60 yards or so later, the buck stops again and he's broadside looking at us. Now, he's about 250 or so. My son squeezes the trigger and we hear the WHOP!! The buck turns and runs but starts to slow down. I know he's hit good and he's sick. Figured he hit him a little far back. I asked Canyon where the crosshairs were when he fired and he said they were right behind the shoulder....BUT "I was shaking a little", he says. LOL I'll bet he was shaking! We watch the buck and he lays down. After 10 minutes or so, his head is down and we see no more movement from him. We get to about 50 yards from him and he goes to get up. He takes a few steps and my Dad shoulders his gun and puts a shot in the bucks neck. Down goes Frazier!! We made sure Canyon knew that this was his buck even though Grampa finished him off. While I field dressed him, the buck had been gut shot. I'm sure if we'd have left him longer he would have expired. I was a happy Dad and my Dad was a happy Grampa. Look at the smile on that kid. He was a trooper through the snow, rain and cold. I love that kid!
Steve
Too many tags= unhappy wife
This goat was killed on the way back to the truck on opening day of deer season. We saw no deer so I thought it would be a good idea to get down in the flats to see if we could spot some goats. I looked over a rise and to my surprise there was a buck not 100 yards walking away from us just to the right of where we were. I backed off the rise and got my son ready to get up there. My Dad and I gave some last minute advice and we all crept up there together. Unfortunately, he was nowhere to be seen. He winded us? Not sure. Just then my son says there he is as he's looking to his right. Sure enough, he comes trotting from right to left. I get Canyon set up on the bipod on the prone position. The goat keeps trotting and I'm telling Canyon that when/if he stops you have to be ready. My son keeps shifting his position as the buck continues to move to the left. He really did a good job staying in position for a good shot. He stopped once but only for a second or two...not long enough for my son to put the crosshairs where they needed to be. Another 60 yards or so later, the buck stops again and he's broadside looking at us. Now, he's about 250 or so. My son squeezes the trigger and we hear the WHOP!! The buck turns and runs but starts to slow down. I know he's hit good and he's sick. Figured he hit him a little far back. I asked Canyon where the crosshairs were when he fired and he said they were right behind the shoulder....BUT "I was shaking a little", he says. LOL I'll bet he was shaking! We watch the buck and he lays down. After 10 minutes or so, his head is down and we see no more movement from him. We get to about 50 yards from him and he goes to get up. He takes a few steps and my Dad shoulders his gun and puts a shot in the bucks neck. Down goes Frazier!! We made sure Canyon knew that this was his buck even though Grampa finished him off. While I field dressed him, the buck had been gut shot. I'm sure if we'd have left him longer he would have expired. I was a happy Dad and my Dad was a happy Grampa. Look at the smile on that kid. He was a trooper through the snow, rain and cold. I love that kid!
Steve
Too many tags= unhappy wife
