From Jane Doe to John Deer
-- The story of my very first buck, which I took with a bow on Oct. 13, 2011, near Woodward, Iowa, begins around 6 a.m. when I'd noticed a dark object about 300 yards away.
I didn't pay much attention to it since it was so far away. About 30 minutes later, I noticed it was gone, so I started scanning a fence line and eventually spotted the deer.
It was about 100 yards away at that point and getting closer, yet stil...
All Smiles and Tears in Texas!
-- I'm an avid bow hunter and shot my first deer with a rifle at age four, so it's important to me to bring my family into the sport at an early age.
My oldest daughter Josslyn is 6-years-old, and had been shooting a .22 rifle for about a year. She'd even taken a raccoon as her first animal at age five, so I figured she was ready to try deer hunting this season.
We started practicing with a crossbow before bow seas...
It'll wait for Dad
-- After 25 years of hunting with my father, Ronny, and the two of us trying to take a big buck while hunting together, I finally got the big one.
My stand overlooked a small, planted cutover strip in Bossier Parish, Louisiana. I was getting ready to pack up and leave when suddenly, someone fired a shot in the distance. A buck raised its head in the cutover near the green strip. If it wasn't for that shot, I'd have...
Life's Lessons on Opening Day
-- Back on a high ridge along an old cut trail stood a young man inside a makeshift hunting blind. Light filtered down through the trees, mixing with the mist that was rising from the earth. The smells, the quietness, the coolness - I can still picture moss growing on the tree trunks, dew dripping from leaves and water trickling through the little creek.
It was my first deer hunt.
I was dressed in a hand-me-down ora...
My Unique Buck
-- It was early November during the 2012 youth season when I got my first buck. My boyfriend, Bryce, and I were hunting near Clarence, Mo., as we made our way to our deer stand. I remember it was dark outside, with no moon or light for us to see the trail. I was just hoping we were going in the right direction as we hurried through the woods. As we were walking up a hill, Bryce accidentally rolled his ankle in a hole. He ...
Hold off for the BIG One!
-- On November 26, 2012, my brother Bill and I left camp at 5:30 a.m. to go rifle hunting on our place in Tioga County, Penn.
Before leaving, our brother Chris came downstairs to wish us well on a safe hunt. Later that day, I would remember his advice: "Hold off for the big one."
As Bill and I drove to our hunting area, all was quiet in the truck. I was feeling anxious about my spot, because I'd seen a lot of buck si...
Stars of the Trail Cam
-- Although my husband, Ed, and I live in New York, my story takes place in Georgia, less than 300 yards from the Chattahoochee River which separates Georgia and Alabama.
I've lost count of how many times I've visited those woods, but some months it's almost every day, in hopes of taking my first buck.
It felt pretty much like any other morning as I headed to my treestand, except this time I left home early enough t...
The Best Aunt Ever
-- I had left school early to get to my hunting spot at the right time. I traveled to a field on our family farm in Carroll County, Ohio, and put a hang-on stand in an old tree where my Great Aunt Kay used to hunt. She passed on a few years ago, but I'll always remember her for her love of hunting. After hanging the stand, I went down and had lunch with my grandfather. Shortly afterward, I headed out with my shotgun f...
Best Moment, Hands Down!
-- When I was in elementary school, I randomly came across a deer hunting computer game. Believe it or not, that's where my desire to go deer hunting started.
I quickly became extremely interested, and when I was in 5th grade I got my first hunting license. It wasn't until I reached the 8th grade, and Ohio's 2007 Youth Deer Season arrived, that everything changed.
My dad, Chuck Farrar, and I sat in our stand for hou...