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2-20-08 Awesome morning in Georgia It was a cool misty morning in the South Georgia swamps. My nephew Bailey and I were sitting with our backs against a big oak tree that was still dropping a few acorns. I had been sick the past few days and did not want to go hunting that day but I had promised Bailey that I would take him to the place my dad took me hunting for the first time. We had been sitting there since before daylight and it was around 8:30 and I had been holding back a cough for as long as I could and it finally came out. When I coughed I heard a deer blow and saw a flash of a tail through the cypress and oak trees. I told Bailey not to move a muscle as a brought out “The Can”. I flipped my “Can” over a few times and then all I could do was wait and hope that the deer would come back. After about 10 minutes I started hearing a slow rustling in the leaves and I knew that it was the deer I had scared easing back up there to get a morning snack of acorns. I caught a glimpse of the deer a few times through the trees and I told Bailey to get his gun ready. The deer finally came into view between two trees and I saw that it was a decent buck and I told Bailey to take his time and shoot him. The youth model Savage .223 sounded like a cannon going off in that swamp bottom. I saw the deer fall right where he was standing but I think that the sound of the rifle scared Bailey a little and the adrenaline rush got to him so he didn’t know what had happened. He asked me did he hit the deer and I told him that I didn’t know and for him to go look. When he made it to where the deer was the whole world knew that he had found his deer. He was whooping and hollering so loud every deer in Georgia ran off. I walked over to where he was and found him holding up a nice little basket rack 8 point buck. Nothing could have made him or me any happier. He had just taken his first deer at the age of 7 and a dandy little buck at that, and I was the one that helped him to do it. To say the least it was one of the best days I have had in the woods.
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