This is a picture of my wife's first deer ever. She'd been wanting a Ruger Super Blackhawk Hunter for years. I finally found one late last year and got it for her for Christmas. Found a decent scope for it and sighted it in for her about a month ago.
Now my wife's been hunting for about 4 years with me, but maybe only went 5 or 6 times each year. She likes it a lot, but time and kids have made it difficult for her to get out as often as I do. She's never killed a deer in her life before last Monday.
Found a babysitter and took her out. Set her up in a stand that I had seen several does out of during bow season this year. I've been saving the spot since gun season started for just this occassion. I was certain she would shoot a doe since I'd seen so many of them within shooting distance. (Never a buck, only does...)
I set up in a tree not 20 yards from her, just to hang out, enjoying myself. My wife and I both know sign language and we were close enough that we could sign back and forth when we felt like it, that's how close we were.
We'd been sitting there for about an hour when I look over and see her pulling the hammer back on her pistol. I'm getting a little panicky because I'd told her to practice holding the pistol up and finding the sight picture through the scope in case she saw something. (She'd never shot her pistol before either...I didn't want her to fear the recoil so I sighted it in, etc.)
Anyhow, I'm thinking, "What the heck are you doing?! Don't pull the hammer back to practice!!!) Right about then, she pulls the trigger. BAAMM!!! I lean way out around my tree and see this big ole deer flopping around on the ground not 15 yards in front of her!
He'd walked right up on her without making a sound. She had been watching to the left where her idiot husband had told her the deer would come from and he sneaked up from directly in front of her. She turned around and said he was just standing there looking at her. Watched her while she leveled the gun, pulled the hammer back and fired. Never moved an inch. Probably trying to figure out what the heck she was the entire time.
Gentlemen, I have been humbled in a big way. My wife's first deer ever, taken with a pistol. She'd just bought her license that afternoon at walmart for crying out loud!
I'm awfully darn proud of her! Makes the doe I killed earlier this year look pretty pathetic though.
The taxidermist said she could live to be 90 and never accomplish a feat like she did that day.
Thanks for listening to me boast a little bit.
Now my wife's been hunting for about 4 years with me, but maybe only went 5 or 6 times each year. She likes it a lot, but time and kids have made it difficult for her to get out as often as I do. She's never killed a deer in her life before last Monday.
Found a babysitter and took her out. Set her up in a stand that I had seen several does out of during bow season this year. I've been saving the spot since gun season started for just this occassion. I was certain she would shoot a doe since I'd seen so many of them within shooting distance. (Never a buck, only does...)
I set up in a tree not 20 yards from her, just to hang out, enjoying myself. My wife and I both know sign language and we were close enough that we could sign back and forth when we felt like it, that's how close we were.
We'd been sitting there for about an hour when I look over and see her pulling the hammer back on her pistol. I'm getting a little panicky because I'd told her to practice holding the pistol up and finding the sight picture through the scope in case she saw something. (She'd never shot her pistol before either...I didn't want her to fear the recoil so I sighted it in, etc.)
Anyhow, I'm thinking, "What the heck are you doing?! Don't pull the hammer back to practice!!!) Right about then, she pulls the trigger. BAAMM!!! I lean way out around my tree and see this big ole deer flopping around on the ground not 15 yards in front of her!
He'd walked right up on her without making a sound. She had been watching to the left where her idiot husband had told her the deer would come from and he sneaked up from directly in front of her. She turned around and said he was just standing there looking at her. Watched her while she leveled the gun, pulled the hammer back and fired. Never moved an inch. Probably trying to figure out what the heck she was the entire time.
Gentlemen, I have been humbled in a big way. My wife's first deer ever, taken with a pistol. She'd just bought her license that afternoon at walmart for crying out loud!
I'm awfully darn proud of her! Makes the doe I killed earlier this year look pretty pathetic though.
The taxidermist said she could live to be 90 and never accomplish a feat like she did that day. Thanks for listening to me boast a little bit.
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