Deer Kill Research Paper
The sun's rays glisten through the crisp autumn leaves on top of the deer. Like a ghost floating through a decrepit house the deer walk through the freshly cut alfalfa. A small fawn, joyfully, runs between it's mothers legs while two other bucks collide in a good-natured brawl. All of the playful emotions came to a halt as the elderly eight point buck climbed out of the thicket. He was the one. the animal. My entire childhood has reached its climax. I thought to myself.
My hand slowly reached over to the cold metal gun resting in the corner of the stand. I feel my weapon anticipating the kill, or was that my own hand shaking from the adrenaline? I slowly pierced the opening of the window with the muzzle of the gun. I rested it on a short stick …show more content…
All I could see was the big eight point run into the distance, his tail held high. At this time, I see out of the corner of my eye the smaller six point. I eject the bullet and cock another into the chamber. The buck peered into the stand right at me! As if he were allowing me to take him out. I pushed my gun back out the window and put my crosshair back onto the chest of the buck.
Breath in…
I met the cold trigger with the tip of my index finger. A slight pressure and it would be over, I knew. I pulled the trigger. The deer jumped and kicked as the wound squirted out pure red blood on top of the green alfalfa.
Breath out…
I knew it was a kill shot, from the time I pulled the trigger. Around fifteen minutes later stepped out of the shanty to search for the blood spots on the ground. When I found it, my pace quickened. And then I saw him all of his six tines poking out of the weeds. I got him.
After this very hectic hunt I learnt many things. One being, always take your time. There is no need to rush into pulling the trigger. If I would've taken my time I just might have had that big eight point on the ground. Another major key to always remember is perseverance. I've learned to keep going whenever life throws you a curveball, to persevere over problems like missing a shot. I rarely ever think about the one I missed I only focus on the
My hand slowly reached over to the cold metal gun resting in the corner of the stand. I feel my weapon anticipating the kill, or was that my own hand shaking from the adrenaline? I slowly pierced the opening of the window with the muzzle of the gun. I rested it on a short stick …show more content…
All I could see was the big eight point run into the distance, his tail held high. At this time, I see out of the corner of my eye the smaller six point. I eject the bullet and cock another into the chamber. The buck peered into the stand right at me! As if he were allowing me to take him out. I pushed my gun back out the window and put my crosshair back onto the chest of the buck.
Breath in…
I met the cold trigger with the tip of my index finger. A slight pressure and it would be over, I knew. I pulled the trigger. The deer jumped and kicked as the wound squirted out pure red blood on top of the green alfalfa.
Breath out…
I knew it was a kill shot, from the time I pulled the trigger. Around fifteen minutes later stepped out of the shanty to search for the blood spots on the ground. When I found it, my pace quickened. And then I saw him all of his six tines poking out of the weeds. I got him.
After this very hectic hunt I learnt many things. One being, always take your time. There is no need to rush into pulling the trigger. If I would've taken my time I just might have had that big eight point on the ground. Another major key to always remember is perseverance. I've learned to keep going whenever life throws you a curveball, to persevere over problems like missing a shot. I rarely ever think about the one I missed I only focus on the