Started out a cold 23* morning and the woods very still with the occational distant sound of opening day rifle season. Nolan had gone to the back of the farm while I had Wyatt and Ewing by my side midway from the road. The stillness was interupted by the violent roar of Nolan using the 270 Weatherby Mag., a few seconds go by and the phone vibrates. Nolan dropped a small buck in his tracks and says he is fine for now. With Ewing being a little cold I give Nolan a quick text letting him know we're heading his way to help and warm up his little brother. Nolan had looked over the bottom and his deer for 20 min and figured the deer was done for good and met us half way. He was very excited about his shot and the site of the buck going down in his tracks. When we arrived at the spot he was hunting, Nolan showed us the shot path and with a confused look said " it must have moved". Our hunter safety class instructor had told the class to give a deer 30 minutes when hunting with a gun, Nolan had watched for 20 and gave it another 10 while meeting us. The deer was hit with lots of blood loss where it was down but left no trail. After searching for the unfound blood trail, Nolan went to the house of the farms owner who's also a teacher the boys just love from school. She got her beagle out of the cabin to assist on the track. The beagle did his job, but after 100yds we crossed the RR on the back of the farm leading onto another property. I jumped two small deer off a bed and got the beagle on a lead before he found the new track. Frustating, but we gather ourselves continue with our hunt. Around 2:00 we head to the truck and Nolan has traded his .270 for his teachers single shot .22 and makes quick work with it adding to his squirrel feast coming Sunday morning. He had 4 other squirrels from BOW HUNTING making 5 for the skillet.
A great day spent in the woods with a little lesson and some meat in the pot.
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