DEER
Last September I got my first buck. It was a 2 point and it was tan and dark brown and still had velvet on its horns. I gutted it myself. Its stomach felt warm inside and it was fun.
I drove out in the back of my grandpa’s truck with my cousin and uncle and grandpa. We drove out to Princeton for a Squilx hunting camp. It was a big camp by the creek. The creek was COLD!.
We left at 4 in the morning. The sky was dark and blue outside, it was also cold. We were hunting until dusk when we finally saw two deer, one was a two-point buck. I aimed at the two-point. It only took me one shot to take it down. It was almost 200 metres. Everyone at hunting camp was so proud of me including my family.
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