Buck Fever Short Story
Buck Fever It was a cold October evening. The sun was falling behind the treeline and the nocturnal animals began to scurry around in the leaves below us. My father and I were perched upon a treestand up above. We were both weighed down with our heavy hunting equipment. I had on overalls, 2 layers of pants and socks, a heavy winter coat, and my dad’s hunting boots, way too big for my tiny feet. The last 3 days were exactly like this, quiet and empty. It wasn’t long before the silence would soon be broken and a lifetime of memories would be created.
We were hunting for white-tailed deer. I had always wanted to go hunting with my dad but never had the chance because I was too young. Just weeks before I went to 3 8 hour days of hunter’s education. …show more content…
My dad decided we could stay for about 15 more minutes. Finally, off in the distance, I saw 4 little tails bouncing along over the field. Dad had me switch the safety off of my 20-gauge shotgun. My heart started racing. I had never one this before. The deer came straight towards us. Two of the veered off to our left and pranced into the woods. A doe and a buck were left out in the field. They trotted closer and closer and finally my dad whistled. The deer looked up and turned broadside. Everything froze. I pulled the shotgun up to my shoulder, aimed carefully, took a breath and pulled the trigger.
A loud boom rang out. The kick of the gun almost knocked me out of the treestand. My dad grabbed my arm. “You did it!” Dad whispered loudly with excitement. The bullet hit the deer just behind the shoulder. It staggered forward about 20 feet and fell to the ground. For some reason I started crying uncontrollably. I couldn’t figure out if I was sad, excited, or just overwhelmed. It turned out to be a small 8-point buck. Now I know that I had a mixed feeling of emotions. I wanted to make my dad proud but I also didn’t want to hurt the deer. He was very proud of me. Actually i think he had more buck fever than I did. A brief moment of adrenaline made a lifetime of
We were hunting for white-tailed deer. I had always wanted to go hunting with my dad but never had the chance because I was too young. Just weeks before I went to 3 8 hour days of hunter’s education. …show more content…
My dad decided we could stay for about 15 more minutes. Finally, off in the distance, I saw 4 little tails bouncing along over the field. Dad had me switch the safety off of my 20-gauge shotgun. My heart started racing. I had never one this before. The deer came straight towards us. Two of the veered off to our left and pranced into the woods. A doe and a buck were left out in the field. They trotted closer and closer and finally my dad whistled. The deer looked up and turned broadside. Everything froze. I pulled the shotgun up to my shoulder, aimed carefully, took a breath and pulled the trigger.
A loud boom rang out. The kick of the gun almost knocked me out of the treestand. My dad grabbed my arm. “You did it!” Dad whispered loudly with excitement. The bullet hit the deer just behind the shoulder. It staggered forward about 20 feet and fell to the ground. For some reason I started crying uncontrollably. I couldn’t figure out if I was sad, excited, or just overwhelmed. It turned out to be a small 8-point buck. Now I know that I had a mixed feeling of emotions. I wanted to make my dad proud but I also didn’t want to hurt the deer. He was very proud of me. Actually i think he had more buck fever than I did. A brief moment of adrenaline made a lifetime of