At my camp, we voted out the early primitive weapon and youth seasons. We decided to keep it just like previous years seasons. So when he found out it was youth season 2 weekends ago, he was pretty hot that we couldn't go to the camp. So, i tried to calm the fire and we hunted behind my house Tuesday, Nov 9. A single deer came out and he's begging to drop the hammer. Looked like a medium sized doe. Gave him the green light and he layed it down. We walked over and it was a dang fawn that had just lost it's spots. I was dissappointed, but he didn't care. He said it was "just his size". I didn't see the humor in it, but i was proud for him and we took lots of pics with this 45 pounder.

I picked him up from school yesterday eve and we hauled it to one of my food plots that was being hit pretty hard. We made a little cane blind and settled in about 4:00. At 4:45, 4 nice bucks just show up and start eating in the field. We pick out a nice one and i give him the green light at 98 yards with the little 223. Anden dropped that dude like a dirty rag. The funk was broken!! We hugged and called Popa (my dad) he brought the 4 wheeler. It was a good evening.
Turned out to be a fine little buck. It had a 16" spread and a touch under 21" beams. A monster in Anden's eyes. He asked me this morning when we were gonna go again...i just smiled.

