a good thread to share the story of my first ever deer... was a dusty new years day many years ago, we were staying in a small holiday town quite close to the start of a great walk in the south island. me and a mate decided to go for a walk, just to get out of the house (a walk, not a hunt). another mate offered for us to take his .270, and we agreed, not really sure why. it was maybe 3pm and baking hot. so we drove to the packed carpark and started walking down toward the start of the track on the tarseal roadway. people everywhere. my mate went back to the car for something so i was just milling around, happened to glance across the river and saw 2 velvet stags! set up for a shot, but realised my mate had the ammo, so sprinted back to get him, then back to the spot. the deer were gone. so we started walking around to cross and walk towards them (id never hunted deer at that point so our plan was just to go over to where they had been and hope for the best), but then they came back out! first shot, a clean miss. second shot nailed him. a very unexpected outcome. got some disappointed comments from tourists who had been watching them at the time as we walked around to find him. i then retrospectively paid for the ease of that first deer with about 10 more hunts before getting my second.
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