First kill story - no pics
Posted: Thu Jun 16, 2011 2:48 pm
About 4-5 years ago I was able to go on a hunting trip with my step-dad on his land in Johnson City. I had my then brand new Mossberg .270 bolt action with a factory scope. It was around 4 when I decided to go to the deer blind, my step-dad told me it was too early to go out and I would just be bored for a while waiting on a deer to show up but I decided to go ahead anyways. I made the short hike to the blind and got all set up, I was there for about 15 minutes when I though I saw some movement by the feeder about 80 yards away, so I got my rifle at the ready and was looking down the scope and I saw not one but three beautiful doe's just in front of the feeder. I looked at each one and made my choice. I did not choose the largest one because she was standing in such a way that would of made a clean shot difficult. So I lined up the cross-hairs on the scope (my heart beating like crazy and shaking like a leaf in a wind storm) and take the shot. While I was aiming for her neck I hit her mid back right on the spine. I put my rifle on safe and walked to take a closer look, just about the time I make it to the deer I see y step-dad running over the hill coming my way, apparently I screamed after I made the shot and he thought I might of shot my-self, I still have no memory of yelling but it does not surprise me that I did. When I get to her she is still flopping around so I did the humane thing and finished her off. I then unload what i thought was an empty shell but a live round popped out, apparently I cycled the bolt right after the shot and did not notice. I have to say after this experience I had a new found respect for nature and a feeling of accomplishment I had not felt before. It was an awesome experience the so far has not been matched.