Tuesday, March 02, 2010
Pride Of A Father
This past year, Spencer killed a sack full of deer. What he did not get was a big buck. When he made it to camp, he hunted hard and never complained. He saw lots of bucks and some really nice ones, but he wanted to shoot a deer to mount. I kept my mouth shut and did everything I could to place him at the right spot to get his buck.
I know for a fact that he let a 10-point go, several 8's and I was with him when a nice buck walked right under us and he never lifted his rifle.
The buck wasn't big enough.
Growing up I could not imagine doing what he is doing. (the other boys are doing this too) As a kid, if a deer with horns came by, he was a dead duck.
It is amazing to me the way he thinks about hunting.
The world of hunting has changed and for the better.
Yesterday was Spencer's birthday. I swear I think he is 15.
He will get that buck next year but he is concentrating on getting a big gobbler right now. I am very proud of him.