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When the state eradicated screw worms the deer population exploded in Texas and in a few years deer began filtering into areas where they hadn’t been before. After a few years seeing a deer wasn’t quite the surprise that it once was.

Shane

First 27 years were sadly wasted with small game hunting and fishing.

I was 15 when i shot my first buck with a bow. A 7 pt. was chasing a doe by me at 15 yards. I was in a tree standing on a limb and led him 3 to 4 feet and hit him in the hindquarter and cut the femoral artery. He went 70 yards and piled up. I shot him with an Outers compound bow that i bought at the local Meijer store. A 2117 arrow and a bear broadhead did the job.

Since that time have have taken 65 more whitetail bucks with a firearm and bow.

Shot a button buck that walked by a few minutes later

The following year I bought a compound bow. Missed a few shots and one lost doe over the next 6 years. In 7th year I killed a spike from the ground at 10 yards after missing him low at 15. I still can't believe he didn't see me, my arrow was bouncing on the rest, I was shaking so bad. I was 28.

1990, I was 25 when I shot my first bow killed deer. A nice 8 pointer (120"). I was sitting in a fencerow on my knees and when I drew my bow (shooting a compound with fingers) The arrow came off the rest and laid over on my left elbow. There I am at full draw, trying to "bounce" the arrow back onto the flipper type rest with my elbow then my little finger. Finally flipped the arrow up and it hit the riser with a "tink" sound and landed on the flipper rest. The deer looked at me and I looked at my sight pin and released. He went 30 yards and fell over and I fell in love with bowhunting. What a rush.

1986. I was 14 and killed this buck on the ground at 4 yards, my first deer with a bow. I've been hooked on bow hunting my whole life.

One other neat thing about that morning was that my dad was hunting with my brother in a fence row about 400 yards from me. My brother was an absolute deer magnet, but he always got so excited that he never could hit any deer he was shooting at. He had shot several times that morning, all misses. After I shot my deer, I waited about 20 minutes and then walked out of the woods to where they were in the fencerow and standing 50 yards behind them wide open in the field was one of the biggest bodied and racked deer that I have ever seen still to this day. Absolute monster of a deer. All of the action for them had been in the other direction that morning and they never even knew that buck was there. When he saw me, he bolted back towards the woods in the other direction.

I was 12 and had my grandpa’s Model 12 12ga, loaded up with 7 slugs. I could barely run the slide on that pump. I was leaned up against a white oak tree halfway down the ridge on Buck’s point. I heard noise up the ridge from me, and spotted the buck headed down to the bottom of the ravine. He stopped, broadside about 50 yds away. I shot and he just started walking up the other side, so I kept slinging lead,, emptying the gun. He got partway up the hill and turned broadside again, fell down and got back up and started walking again. I shoved a couple more slugs in the gun and shot twice more. The buck finally fell, but tried to get back up again, so I ran over to him, stuck another slug in the gun and shot him behind the shoulder, finishing him off. My first shot had hit him through the jugular and windpipe and my last shot was through his vitals. Never touched a hair on him with shots 2 through 9! To this day, I oftentimes walk right past that oak on my way to a couple of my bow stands, and it still brings a smile to my face every time:-)

Some really nice memories and pics here.

I was late to the party, didn't start bow hunting until 2010, and killed my first deer, a mature doe, on my 2nd time in the tree.. I was 54..

I yelled out to him when he was still 50 yards away that I got one when he walked up to me and shined the light on my button buck he said… you shot a baby deer?