By Josie Filkens
The Sulfur Creek Buck
Monday Dec 2, 2013 was no ordinary morning for me! It was opening day of the 2013 deer gun season in Ohio and I was woke up by my husband in the early hours to go shoot a buck. He was up getting ready to head to work. I did my usual, “I am to tired and I don't feel good” but he said “its the first day of gun season and you better get your butt in the tree”.
I got up, curled my hair, put on my make up, earings, and wedding rings. I also had to make sure I had my pink on which is my favorite color and headed out the door. I arrived at my tree stand and was set up by 6:15am. It was still dark out.
While sitting in my tree stand I had a million things run through my head. Things I want to do, things I need to do, song lyrics, and those were just a few of them. I also thought to myself, "come here big buck". I hope I see something, anything. Just then I heard something running there the pine trees to the left of me. It was a doe, she was moving at a pretty fast pace. I had my fingers crossed because I could see something following her. I had my gun up and safety on. She went about 40 yards and stopped. I looked back to the left of me and saw a buck with a nice rack with his nose to the ground, following her scent. He went about 40 yards and stopped right where the doe had stopped earlier. I pulled my gun up and clicked the safety off. I pulled the trigger. Bang! The buck didn't move. Bang! Still no movement. Bang! The buck tucked his tail and took off in a full sprint. He ran across a sulfur creek and jumped up on the bank going away from me. Then he stopped and I watched him fall down the bank and into the creek!
I called my husband from the tree stand and said, “I shot a buck!” Of course his first question was how big? I told him maybe an 8 point but it was hard to tell. He told me to wait a few minutes before I got out of my stand. I was so excited I could hardly wait. Five minutes seemed long enough to me so I climbed down. I walked slowly towards the deer. I was looking for blood. As I walked toward the sulfur creek I could see him laying in the water with his rack sticking out.
Oh my! Oh my! I am in trouble, I thought as I grabbed my head . He was an 11 point buck with a crab claw and 19 inch spread! I was jumping up and down in the middle of the woods, yelling yoohoo!
I am 30 years old and this was my very first buck ever! I have been bow and gun hunting for 3 years now and I had taken a monster with my very first shot at a buck!
The morning of Dec 2, 2013 was no ordinary morning for me. I shot an 11 point buck!