My daughter and I hunted opening morning for four hours and didn't see a deer. We did shoot a coyote.
Wednesday morning was the next time she was able to hunt. We saw 2 one-horned bucks, a coyote and two beagles that were running all over my farm.
Laken had to go to her mother's Thanksgiving dinner at 5:00 so we got into the stand at 1:15. Planning on hunting until 3:30. This was going to be the last time she could hunt. At 3:21, this beautiful young nine pointer walked by. She made a nice shot with the old Remington 742 in .30-06. Buck ran 50 yards and fell over.
After the shot Laken told me she was nervous and could feel her heartbeat in her throat. Told her that's why we hunt... It was a great day.