How old were you when you killed your first deer?

21 or 22,
B-Day Nov 8th, so its hard to remember.
But it was the 1st deer I ever saw hunting. I had bought a 1894 30WCF for $200 and still carry it occasionaly.
What I long for the most is the buck fever of those days long ago:rolleyes:
 
10, was in 4th grade. Lived in the country on a farm, was 1.5 miles to the elkhorn river. We were in the woods with my 22 rifle. Saw a buck, shot him, he ran a bit and died. We went home told Dad, got whipped real good with his belt and he took the gun away. He later explained to us about hunting seasons and fines, jail too. Have respected the hunting laws since.
 
34 and used a win 94 in 30-30. I have gone every year since. I have used several different rifles & calibers. I still take the 30-300out each year.
 
Killed my first deer when I was 20 ... with a Yamaha 750!

Grew up in the city, and my dad wasn't a hunter. I did a bit of hunting with a friend in my late teens, but didn't really know what I was doing. It wasn't until after I got married and my father-in-law took me under his wing that I really got into hunting. He is a great outdoorsman, and together we have hunted and fished for 20+ years.

So I was pushing 30 when I took my first deer on a hunt. Used my FIL's .30-06 Remington 760, which he has since given to me to pass on to one of my kids when the time is right.
 
I was 10, it was with my grandfathers marlin 336 in 30-30 with a old 4x tasco scope. i have since moved on to a savage 10 in .308, but once a year i take the old 30-30 out. Cant tell you how many deer that gun has taken between my grandfather and i, it is still his only deer rifle.
 
I was 16, I was using my friends marlin 336 30-30. The deer was a 65 pound button buck, and the shot was only about 45 yards. Somehow with all the excitement I managed to hit the deer in the guts, luckily we tracked it down and my friend finished it off. My first clean kill wasnt until i was 19, I shot a 6 point buck that weighed about 180 pounds.
 
22. Came from a family of non-hunters. They thought it was pretty funny that I had a book with me in woods when dressing it out - it was one clean animal. :D

Twenty years later I now schedule work around my hunting schedule.
 
12 years old and used a stevens bolt action 20 ga with slugs

got a nice 3x4 white tail at 40ish yards. I was actually walking to my stand when i spooked him from his bed. he jumped up, ran a few yards, stopped and turned around and stomped and snorted and i pulled the trigger. he dropped right there. not bad considering I was shaking so bad from the sheer excitement of it all.

my dad came running thru the woods from his stand because he thought I might have shot myself climbing into the stand. he was suprised when he came upon me just standing there shaking with excitement and standing over the buck.

not bad for a 12 yr old with an old shotgun to fill my tag with maybe 20 minutes into the opening day of the season.

I think i spoiled it for myself, because ever since then I have had to work my rear off (with the exception of 08 when the buck came to me) to bag a deer before the end of the season.
 
Twenty years old. Got a late start. The first one was a big doe that I stalked on my hands and knees. She and a skipper popped out of the woods into a field I was hunting. The grass/hay in the field was just tall enough to hide me as I slowly crawled toward them. I put the wind in my favor and crawled about 150 yards on my hands and knees. Seemed like it took forever. Finally had the big doe broadside at 30 yards which was as close as I dared crawl. I had a leather sling around my neck with about a half dozen Fred Bear razor heads and cedar shaft arrows. Was hunting with a 1950s or 1960s Fred Bear recurve.

Knocked a cedar arrow and rose to my knees and made an instinctive shot that double lunged the big doe. She ran through the field and back into the woods and fell dead right at the feet of another hunting party but I didn't know it at the time.

I got my brother and another buddy and we went to the area of the hit and followed the blood trail to the edge of the woods where the other group called to us and told me where my deer was laying dead. That first one was a great thrill and even though I've shot some huge bucks since then and 28 years later that first doe still ranks right up there among my best deer kills.
 
I was 12 years old, in sixth grade. It was my first big game hunt, we hunted 7 days before I got a chance. We were hunting along, and I was thinking there was no way I'd ever kill a deer when my dad spotted two bucks walking our way thru the thick stuff. Finally I located one and got on it with my Winchester 94 in 30-30. My dad kept saying "hold on, let them come, we'll get them both." Well I waited what seemed like an eternity (probably all of fifteen seconds) and when he stepped out from behind a tree at maybe 30 yards I let him have it. My dad was mid-sentence "let them come"...BANG! That deer crumpled and I heard my dad say "Damn, Jake, you hit it!" I never saw the other buck and my dad was a little sore I think since he ended up not getting one that hunt, but mostly he was glad I put one down. I think he was waiting to make sure HE got one, and was not counting on me hitting one:D Man that was a great hunt and one of my fondest memories with my old man.
 
I was 9 years old. None of us carried guns, but my dad and uncles had showed me how they could rope a buck and flick the rope just right to break their necks. We were ranchers, not hunters. Or at least they were. We roped all day long doing various chores. In the evenings if we were around the home place we roped all night because we liked it and we rodeo'd if we had time. So I took it to heart and practiced the exact timing and placement. Between the practice, a good horse, and a little luck, I was ready when the buck came busting out of the brush. Piece of cake.

It wasn't until I was 14 I convinced my dad to let me shoot a deer with a 30-30. Been at it ever since then.
 
First deer

I was 12. The rifle was my centerfire rifle in 35 Rem. in the Marlin 336C. It was a 3 point buck. Have since sold the gun about 10 years ago and regret it a little now.
 
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