Here is the story of Bret's doe and 13 pt. buck harvested in his own words through his grandmother, T, who has a MySpace site and a good friend of mine from north Mississippi.
Opening morning was just a normal day I thought for deer hunting. I was with my Gramp Gramp on a Juneville hunt in TN . We were sitting in my stand, and I fell asleep, and my gramp gramp woke me up. We saw a 4pt. and there were two does with it. They walked off before I could get my gun up. Then we waited a little longer and another 4pt. and doe came up, and we could see about 6 does on the hillside but they were not coming our way. Then a little while later a doe came out about 50 yards and I shot it. We waited for it to die. While waiting several deers came out but, then this buck came out facing us and I saw it horns but did not know exactly how many it was. It almost started walking away but finally turned broad sided, and I shot it, and it fell right there where I shot it. When we got down to the buck, it had its sticker pts. in the ground I couldn't see it so we thought it was a typical 8pt. Then we lifted the head up. Then I could see it was a non typical 13pt. He weighed 113 lbs. field dressed. This was the best hunt yet for me cause I killed a doe and buck opening morning. Bret S.
My congrats to Bret in harvesting his 13 pt. buck and a doe in our great wild outdoors! Bret also shot a 8 pt. buck and doe last year on opening day! He loves to duck hunt more than anything. Looks like he is a natural born hunter and opening day is his lucky day! You go Bret!
A Dixie Lady Deer Hunter
Article by Fred Messina, editor of "On Target Outdoors" from The Vicksburg Evening Post on Friday, January 19, 1990. Photo by Bob Phillips.
Bob Phillips came up the other day with a photo of his wife Marian and a deer she got on Brown's Point New Years Eve. The deer was an 8-point with 16 inches of inside spread that weighed in at 190 pounds. A nice trophy in anyone's book. However, the tale Bob told is that this was Marian's fourth deer this year and he claimed that he would have done better than he did if he had not spent so much time hauling Marian's deer out of the woods. Come off it, Bob. We all know who the hunter was.