Dylan’s first deer
Nine-year-old Dylan Cotton who has been hunting with his dad since he was seven was so anxious to go hunting he went so far as to leave a friend’s birthday party early because he was so eager to get out into the woods.
No turkey today
Ryan Cotton, Dylan’s dad, and Dylan got into the woods on Oct. 21, 2012 around 4 that Sunday. There wasn’t much activity until around 5 when a flock of about 20 turkeys came into view. They watched them with amazement as they passed by and if nothing else it helped pass the time. Although Dylan does enjoy turkey hunting it wasn’t what they were hunting on that particular day but seeing all them was an exciting experience for him.
From about 5:45 to 6:30, things were pretty uneventful. Around the last light, deer 30, of the day Dylan and Ryan were standing in the tree stand intently watching and listening for any movements. Ryan just happened to look to his right (towards the west) and saw the buck coming straight down the scent trail they had left.
It was perfect timing, the deer walked behind a tree, which gave Dylan time to sit down and grab his bow. The buck then eased out from behind the tree and took a few more steps towards them. It stopped about 25 yards away, looked in their direction and stood there for what seemed like five minutes, which in all actuality was probably only about 30 seconds. He then it took a few more steps right up to the scent wafer hanging on a tree 19 yards away and turned broadside.
‘Can I shoot?’
Dylan leaned over and whispered, “Can I shoot it?” Ryan softly eked out a, “Yes, aim behind his shoulder”. Dylan took careful aim eased the safety off and squeezed the trigger. The bolt flew straight to its mark hitting him his quarry in the spine and dropping him where he stood.