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So that morning we woke up early and headed to it.\u00a0 If you have ever hunted in jack pine territory, you know the visibility is pretty poor.\u00a0 All we had was one shooting lane, so a deer would literally have to step right out into it.\u00a0 We didn’t see a thing, so we went back for lunch and thought about maybe sitting in a different spot for the afternoon hunt.\u00a0 My dad insisted on going out to the national forest where he had hunted every year, and where I have always went with him.\u00a0 I wasn’t very excited about this idea, since we have never seen a deer out there.\u00a0 However, since we didn\u2019t have much to lose and time was running down, we headed out anyway.My dad went down the trail to where he normally sits during regular season, and I stayed at a spot we used to hunt a while back.\u00a0 I knew there wasn’t a very good chance of seeing anything, especially with no feed out.\u00a0 The only hope I had was some doe urine I had bought at the local hunting store.\u00a0 When I walked up to the blind, I put my stuff down and walked to a tree about 40 yards out.\u00a0 I got out the doe scent and sprayed it all over the tree and ran back to the blind.\u00a0 I sat down and patiently waited.\u00a0 I had this feeling in me that the doe scent was going to work like some \u201cmagic potion\u201d.After sitting for about an hour and getting butterflies every time I heard a bird or squirrel, some movement caught my eye to the left.\u00a0 This spot is right on the edge of a clear cut with pine trees about five feet high.\u00a0 I saw some legs moving through the trees.\u00a0 At that point I got my gun up and ready, knowing that whatever it was I was going to take aim and shoot, as long as it was a full size deer.When it finally came into sight, the only thing I saw was a rack!\u00a0 At that time, my heart started beating like nothing I had ever felt before.\u00a0 I sat and watched the deer making a beeline for the doe urine doused tree.\u00a0 Sure enough, it stopped right at the tree and was sniffing it up and down.While it was standing there, I looked through the scope of my 30-30 and I had a clear shot at the front shoulder.\u00a0 I took aim, and a deep breath, then pulled the trigger. BANG! The deer bolted away and I watched it run off into the woods.I had no idea whether I hit it or not.\u00a0 My dad was just a ways down the trail and I knew he had heard the shot, so I waited very impatiently outside my blind for him to meet me.\u00a0 I wanted to take off after the deer as soon as I shot, but I knew my dad wouldn’t want me to do that.Finally, he arrived and asked what happened.\u00a0 I told him I had shot at a deer with some pretty nice size antlers.\u00a0 He just started laughing, and so did I because I was so excited and didn’t know what to do!\u00a0 We went to the site where the deer was standing when I shot. \u00a0My dad, being the older and wiser one, wanted to start looking for the blood trail.\u00a0 All I wanted to do was run off in the direction the deer ran.We began looking for blood, but didn\u2019t find very much.\u00a0 My dad was circling one area, as I was moseying off in the direction the deer ran.\u00a0 Next thing I knew, about 30 yards away, I saw a brown spot on the ground.\u00a0 I just yelled, \u201cFound it!\u201d and took off towards the deer.\u00a0 Sure enough, there laid an 8-pointer!\u00a0 My dad and I both started laughing in excitement.\u00a0\u00a0 I don’t think he really believed me at first, but now he knew!Having been hunting in a place where we never saw any deer, I would have never guessed this would have happened.\u00a0 To be honest, I didn’t even plan on shooting anything.\u00a0 I was just happy to be out hunting in the woods with my dad.\u00a0 The wise ol\u2019 man taught me a valuable lesson again. \u00a0This time it was reminder to be patient. I cherish these times with my dad and this memory of my first buck will always stay with me, and bring a smile to my face. "},{"@context":"http:\/\/schema.org\/","@type":"BreadcrumbList","itemListElement":[{"@type":"ListItem","position":1,"item":{"@id":"https:\/\/community.legendarywhitetails.com\/#breadcrumbitem","name":"Legendary Whitetail's Blog"}},{"@type":"ListItem","position":2,"item":{"@id":"https:\/\/community.legendarywhitetails.com\/blog\/packers-wrs-favorite-hunt\/#breadcrumbitem","name":"Packers’ WR’s Favorite Hunt"}}]}]