Well my cousin & I traveled Friday evening to Harper County (Oklahoma) to set up camp. We settled in around 11:00 or 12:00. The next morning we got up before sunup and set up our blind. We saw several deer on the adjoining property early but, they would be the last that morning. We took a break for lunch then, I went out for a few more hours myself. Later, I headed back to camp for a little nap. When we got up from our little siesta, we had about two hours left of legal light. So, we headed back to our blind. We had just got settled in when Al realized that he had left his grunt call back at camp. He didn't want to be without it so... he headed back to camp. No sooner had he left the blind that I noticed a deer about 150-175 yards out. I put the scope on him & saw antlers (yeah!). However, I soon noticed that he had only one set of antlers. I decided that if he wandered off, I wouldn't worry about it. It was still just the first day. However, he walked right toward me quickly closing the distance between us. When he was about 40-50 yards away, he paused and turned broadside. You only have one chance at your first deer. He fell where he stood. It was a bitter sweet moment. I had taken life and watched as it passed. Yet, I was excited. I had done what I had come to do & look forward to the taste of venison.
