By the end of the weekend, Jett was a deer hunter, not because he’d killed a deer, but because of all he’d experienced. The hours of boredom broken by an overwhelming adrenaline surge. The agony of a miss that won’t stop replaying in his head. The burden of having to finish a wounded animal.
A hunter who hasn’t felt all of that—or is critical of it—simply hasn’t hunted enough. Jett wasn’t... View details ⇨
We began the hunt the evening before, reviewing trail camera photos and talking about all the deer we were going to see. Though Jett had never before shot a deer, he was pretty excited by some of the big bucks we had on camera, and quickly decided he’d be passing on the little guys.
The best-laid plans. We hunted daylight to dark—save for a quick lunch break—without seeing a deer the first... View details ⇨
Jett had a little shooting experience already. He’s pretty handy with a .22 rifle, and he was a natural when practicing with a shotgun ahead of turkey season last spring. We went to the range to practice with the rifle he’d be deer hunting with: My Ruger .308 topped with a Nikon Pro-Staff 5 2.5-10x40 scope. We started with a warm-up session with my .22. Then, I took a few shots myself with the... View details ⇨