Editors Thoughts
Brody Vorderstrasse
I remember my first deer hunting experience like it was yesterday.
ll year I had waited for that
one week in November when I
could finally go hunting for the
first time with a license in my
pocket. The night before I
couldn’t sleep. I kept running
different scenarios through my
mind about where the buck
would come from, how big it
would be, and how easy I
thought it would be. I awoke
the next morning full of excitement, ready for my first hunt. I
thought for sure my season
would be over a little after sunrise on opening morning. Long
story short, it wasn’t. It wasn’t
over that day or even that
weekend.
nerves I realized something, I
had forget to load my gun after
I had sat down in the blind. I
somehow tried to quietly undo
the bolt on my gun and feed in
a round, all while keeping an
eye on the does in front of me.
I succeeded in correcting the
mistake that I had made and
was finally able to settle the
crosshairs and pull the trigger.
Moments later my first deer lay
not 100 yards away.
one doe by herself and that
was it for the night. The rut
never seemed to happen
where we were hunting. But
even without those things I
learned something, that what
happened behind the scenes
was what made the hunt memorable, that the number of tines
was only half the story. The
traditions started, the time
spent with family and friends,
and passion for whitetail deer
The dream of a big buck hunting that forms as a result
are more important.
that had kept me awake the
night before never showed up,
At Whitetail Instinct this
is
one
aspect
of the hunt that
heck, not even a single buck
we would like to bring back.
showed up that season. The
thought that I was