What did you kill your first deer with for a weapon?

I used a Winchester 94, 32 Special. I won't say how many shots.

I have a funny story about that same rifle.

A friend and colleague of mine, a few years back, decided he was gonna cut out of work a little early to go take a walk on some of his family's land nearby. this was during our rifle season here in PA. he had taken his son out few times and had given his son his grandmother's model 94 in 32 spc to use. He had the 32 in his vehicle and that is what he decided to carry on this evening 'hunt'. he got his orange on and grabbed the rifle and walked into the woods. He was walking down the little access path when a few deer noticed him and hopped up out of the beech brush about 60 yds away. he saw a nice young 6 point in the group. he shouldered the rifle and took aim at the buck, fired once and the deer dropped in its tracks! He called me up and asked if i could bring my truck down to help him get it out of the woods, his family man mini van wouldn't make it back in this road. I said sure and was on my way.

He walked back out to his vehicle where I picked him up and he recounted the events of this hunt as we bumped along the little woods road. he said stop right here the deer is about 60 yds down that way. So i stopped and we got out and I could see the buck laying there. I congratulated him as we walked up to the buck. The buck's back was facing us and I couldn't see any gunshot wound or blood, i asked where he hit it and he said he aimed just behind the front shoulder on the side facing the ground...didn't think much that there would be an exit wound or not. I circled around to the head to look at the antlers....my buddy grabbed a hind leg to roll it over. as he picked up on the leg the deer's ear twitched and i saw its chest heave with a breath! I said, "dude! he's still breathing!" just as the buck picked its head up and started moving its front legs trying to get to its feet! Instinctively, i reached down and grabbed an antler with each hand, having a beech sapling between my arms and between me and the buck, i tried to wrestle the bucks head and front end back to the ground as he attempted to stand......I yelled "go get your rifle from the truck we have live one!", as my buddy attempted to hold the hind end down. He replied that he left the rifle back in his vehicle....about 400 yds away!

At this point, the deer was starting to get the best of us, i knew i could not let go or this deer would have control of his front end and he would take off, I yelled for my buddy to get his knife out as he was literally bear hugging the deer's hind end while laying on it's back.....he replied he had no knife on him....i directed him to the knife clipped in my carhartt's leg pocket...my CRKT M-16 "high risk environment". he was able to reach the knife and after several jabs with the blade the buck stopped struggling and expired. Not the most proud moment I've had while hunting...but one of the more memorable ones.

after a brief rest and reflection on the craziness that just transpired i had time to think about what just happened. Many questions were racing through my head. the whole time i was operating under the assumption this deer had been at the least mortally wounded and would sure escape us and recovery would be difficult with the certain surge of adrenaline this deer was experiencing through the beginning stages of this ordeal. Finally i flipped the deer over to look for the entry wound.....nothing. We both were amazed. After further inspection, i noticed a small bit of blood on the deer's head just above the eye socket and just below the burr of the antler. As i ran my fingers across the forehead i could feel the bullet under the hide! Some how he managed to shoot this deer in the head, and have the bullet skin along the contour of the skull under the hide where it came to rest about 5" from the entry point. Essentially he knocked this deer out! I'm amazed that the deer didn't come to in the 15-20 mins time frame from the shot to when we walked up to!
 
Phil A video of your story would have been priceless.
 
Phil A video of your story would have been priceless.
Haha! yeah it would have been! however the anti's would have turned it their number one propaganda tool....I'm sure it would have looked like two crazed neanderthals murdering bambi in a bloody rage....it did look a bit like a crime scene once the struggle was over.
 
Remington 1100, w/30 in. full choke barrel.
 
Remington 1100, w/30 in. full choke barrel.

I did not kill my first deer with this gun, but I killed the "first" of just about everything else with one exactly like it.:cool:
 
I killed my firsr 2 with a bow and third with a Thompson Center Hawken .50 muzzleloader. Bow and muzzleloader was a great way to extend the season and was the only time you could shoot either sex back then.
I was 14 when I got my first.
I was on ground without a blind for my first 2 bow kills.
 
I shot a doe my second year hunting 13 y.o.) with my ole SKS! Lol. Shot my first deer with a bow when I was 16 in my second year of bow hunting!
 
CETME carbine .308 win.
 
Doe... .308 Winchester; Buck... 30.06 Remington
 
Bear polar ltd. microflight 8's and a glue on wasp 3 blade
 
12 ga slug first deer (doe)
bow for my first buck.

-John
 
My grandfather passed when I was 14. I didn't know it at the time but my uncles wanted me to have his 12 ga Remington 1100 semi auto. Two years later when I was old enough to hunt my dad gave me the gun. It was a cannon with a really long barrel. I was sitting behind the house after school and a 3 pointer showed. I was shaking like a leaf. 40 yards broadside and I shot. The deer turned and ran right under me, I shot 2 more times before the gun jammed. The first shot was perfect and the deer dropped within sight. My dad just got home from work and came running out. He took one look at me and asked if I was okay. I said heck yeah the deer is right there. He said great but your face is covered in blood. The scope caught me on the nose for a nice 1" cut and a shiner. I couldn't of cared less, I had been dreaming of that moment since I was 5. I have since put a new scope on and cut that barrel down. I have probably taken 20 deer with it but don't use it for deer anymore. Last year I took my first turkey with it. I will never part with this gun. Every time I take it out I think of my grandpa. I was with him and that gun on one of his last hunts. We were sitting in his truck in the edge of a field looking into the woods. He was fighting cancer and knew this would be his last season. We didn't see any deer that day, it became dark and he drove us home. Two months later he was gone. That gun is my most cherished possession.
 
My grandfather passed when I was 14. I didn't know it at the time but my uncles wanted me to have his 12 ga Remington 1100 semi auto. Two years later when I was old enough to hunt my dad gave me the gun. It was a cannon with a really long barrel. I was sitting behind the house after school and a 3 pointer showed. I was shaking like a leaf. 40 yards broadside and I shot. The deer turned and ran right under me, I shot 2 more times before the gun jammed. The first shot was perfect and the deer dropped within sight. My dad just got home from work and came running out. He took one look at me and asked if I was okay. I said heck yeah the deer is right there. He said great but your face is covered in blood. The scope caught me on the nose for a nice 1" cut and a shiner. I couldn't of cared less, I had been dreaming of that moment since I was 5. I have since put a new scope on and cut that barrel down. I have probably taken 20 deer with it but don't use it for deer anymore. Last year I took my first turkey with it. I will never part with this gun. Every time I take it out I think of my grandpa. I was with him and that gun on one of his last hunts. We were sitting in his truck in the edge of a field looking into the woods. He was fighting cancer and knew this would be his last season. We didn't see any deer that day, it became dark and he drove us home. Two months later he was gone. That gun is my most cherished possession.

Thanks for sharing that awesome story!
 
Remington 7400 .30-06, since traded the "jam-o-matic" for a Marlin lever action .35 Remington
 
300 Savage model 99.
 
Howard Hill longbow and cedar arrow. Still have the longbow.
 
My grandpas rifle from the Korean War, British 303, open sights.
 
12 gauge Mossberg 835. First shot perfect. Pump. Second shot right through the guts. My first gut job was interesting. :eek:
 
A sporterized 1917 Enfield 30-06 (made by Remington I think, but would have to double check the stamps to be sure) . Still use this rifle, but got rid of the wood stock for a composite and have changed the scope.

Received the rifle from my father.
 
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Remington 7400 in .270. I used all five shots, too. Got him with 3.
 
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