Getting a buck is a big thing in my neck of the woods and what I'm about to share certainly is worth mentioning especially when three siblings can all tell their deer story around the table...
That's right... Caleb age 17, Osmond age 14, and Lexi age 11 are three of a kind... a triple threat if you will. Let's get to the details... Here are the accounts of all three Kelley kid's deer including an extra for their dad. Enjoy!!!
For a previous guest post from Caleb, feel free to check out
Gear Review: Berkley Havoc Baits
Caleb commenting on his father's deer-
November 9th
My dad and I
woke up bright and early in hopes to see a buck. We headed out to a
field where I have had very good luck and put out some Tinks 69 &
slipped into the ground blind. We were there for only 30 minutes before we
saw our first deer- two fawns came running out in the field. I knew
something was up when a nice doe stepped out and started to feed.
They fed for about ten minutes before they took off running right out
at us. I looked over at dad and told him something was up. That no sooner
left my mouth when a nice 7 point came running out with his nose down.
We only had one gun so I reached for it. Dad then grabbed the gun from me
and said "this is my deer". He then
picked up my .243 and took aim. He shot and hit his buck in the
neck. The buck never even kicked his leg once. Once the smoke cleared, I
asked dad why he didn’t let me shoot and he said that you will have your
chance at a bigger buck. I had no idea that he would be right on this.
Caleb Kelley-
November
10th
I decided that I was going to walk this afternoon. The wind was
blowing SW about 10 mph. I took off with the wind in my face and jumped
several doe feeding, but saw no bucks.
I only had 20 minutes of shooting
hours left so I decided to head back to camp. The wind was now blowing
my scent to where I was going, so I didn't expect to see a thing.
To my surprise I saw a huge doe feeding near a field.
I decided to sit and watch. I blew on my doe bleat, then blew on
my grunt call twice. I heard something running through
the woods coming towards me...
My heart jumped when I saw a nice 8 point
step out. I slowly took the safety off my .243 and aimed behind his
forward shoulder. I slowly squeezed and he dropped in his tracks. I
quickly jumped up and ran up to my buck. I looked him all over and
called my dad to come help me drag him out. He went 180 pounds and is
the biggest deer I have shot yet.
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| Caleb with his monster and his father, Derrick with a fair sized buck |
Lexi Kelley-
October
27th
Dad and I hunted hard all morning to only see 4 doe. We went back
to camp and made up a game plan on the afternoon hunt. We thought we
would try and walk up on a buck feeding in the field. It seemed we
walked miles before we got there. We finally made it to the field.
Dad
said to slowly peak up over the hill to see if there was anything out. So, I
slowly looked over the hill to see a nice 4 point standing 100 yards in
front of me. I quickly sat down and told dad that he was out. He said, "okay,
get your gun rested on that stump and wait for a good shot".
The deer
seemed to not want to turn broadside for me. But then he finally swung. I
took aim and squeezed the trigger, but however the gun never went off. I looked at
dad and said it wouldn't shoot.
He quickly said, "jack another shell in". I did
so and took aim, again. The deer started to walk off when I was about to
shoot. Dad barked and the deer stopped in his tracks. I then counted 1,
2, 3 and squeezed. The buck ran 400 yards before he fell and died. I
shot him with my brothers rifle.
I was so proud with my first deer. Not
many 11 year old girls can say that they have shot a buck like I can.
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| Lexi with her nice buck |
Osmond Kelley aka Ozzy-
November 12th
It
was the afternoon and it was getting dark around 3:30 and I had 4 deer
out, so I at least had something to watch. I didn’t know one thing and they
took off, so I didn’t think anything of it. About 20 minutes later a deer
popped out and at first i didn’t see the horns.
I brought up the gun and
it started to walk towards me. Then it stopped! I saw horns, took it
off safety, and shot. Its front legs folded up and its back legs was
kicking up grass. At first I thought I shot its front leg, but I got
him behind the forward shoulder.
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| Last but not least, Osmond with a fine young buck |
I would like to congratulate these siblings on producing three very fine deer to adjoin their dad's nice buck. They all are great kids and certainly have an innate passion for hunting and the great outdoors. I also would like to thank their mom, Trisha Alley for allowing me to share in this remarkable story and encourage her kids to offer their own write ups on my website.
