We were hunting in a two-man stand and got up the tree at about 4pm. About 4:45 we saw a doe working around behind us on my side so we swapped places. We watched for the longest but it never came closer than about 45 yards. He scoped it for the longest. About 5:20 I heard something back behind my side an noticed a couple small deer. He swung around and got a rest across in front of me. One deer came down to about 30 steps in front of us and he took the shot. I saw the arrow bound off a log behind the deer and really thought he had shot over it. It ran off at full throttle.
The second of the two never ran off. I quietly pulled out my rope cocker, stood up and cocked my Exomax and loaded it up. He watched the second deer thru the scope for a few minutes back up in a thicket about 30 yards out. I was really waiting for the deer to come out either side to present a good shot and THWANG! My son tosses a second arrow. I didn't even know he had taken the safetly off. This little deer appeared hit! It stopped about 50 yards away and was swaying back and forth. It ended up coming closer and disappeared about 40 yards away.
We waited about 15 minutes and hit the ground. As I mentioned this morning, I had my camcorder rolling. We quickly found blood on the second deer he shot at and after about few minutes of trailing around in a 40 yard circle he found his first deer. I nice eating small doe.
About this time I'm thinking, What about that first arrow? We circled out the direction the first deer had went but didn't see anyting. I went out to where I saw the arrow bound off the log and found it. It was covered in blood. Nice! A heavy blood trail was close by. He tracked it about 80 yards with it bleeding heavy the whole way. It was small button-buck.
I could not possibly be prouder at the moment. My 10yr old took his first and second deer today with my Exomax. Both shots were at roughly 30 yards at relatively small deer. (both <60#). Together we took four deer today in four shots.
He's a lucky fart as well. In the picture you can see where the arrow hit the front leg...then ricocheted up and caught the deer in the neck cutting the jugular. Dumb luck. The second was hit low in the front shoulder bone and drove clean through.
I'm pooped. What a day to remember.
