The impossible happened today, I managed to shoot a deer! I never dreamed that it would happen this year, but it did, and I couldn't be happier. Here's the story:
I had been running a line of fox and coyote traps for a week or so, and I always check them first thing in the morning. On this particular day, I had two traps left on my line, that I was not able to get to until lunch time. These traps were directly behind my office, so it would make for a quick lunch time check. There is a garage surrounded by fields that are intertwined with roads. I drove past the garage, and up a field road, that connects to another field road that I have a trap on. As I neared the intersection, I couldn't resist the urge to look over my shoulder to see if I had caught something. I didn't see anything where my trap was, but I did see a dark spot that looked just like a pair of deer ears. I was sure enough that it was a pair of ears, I stopped the pickup and grabbed the rifle as I slid out of the seat. I brought the cross hairs to focus on the ears, and I could see the rack that protruded above them. Quickly I slid a cartridge into the chamber and closed the bolt. The only part of the deer that I could see was his neck and head protruding from the grass. He was facing me, so the only shot I had was the neck. I held right where his neck came out of the grass, took a deep breath, and gently squeezed the trigger. The recoil from the .270 made me lose my focus through the scope, and as soon as I recovered, I could no longer see the deer. I ran to where I had last seen the buck and started pushing through the almost shoulder high grass. After a couple minutes of frantic searching, I caught a glimpse of the buck. I approached cautiously, but I needed not worry, because he had dropped in his tracks. I grabbed the deer's antlers and let out a loud "Yeaaaaaaaaa!" It had been six years since I was able to harvest a whitetail, and it is hard to describe how good it felt.