Family Fun

Most familys that are close usu aloney have something that brings them together, standardized game night or camping. My family has hunt clubing. E really year my aunt and uncle on with their two kids learn from New York Mills to my grandparents house in Pengilly. Deer season is the time of year that brings us together. The way it flora is early in the morning my two uncles, my two cousin-german-germans, and my gramps and I all head out to position ourselves in this valley so that no matter which way they come by dint of we can at least get a gibe discharge.My story though begins round one or two in the afternoon after the undercoat hours that the deer move on their own. On this day I was go with my gramps in his two door diesel pickup. We had decided to drive along the creek to follow if we could kick a few up. We had drive about two miles along the creek in one of our battle background south of the house. To stay awake and stay warm we drink umber or hot chocolate so w e had to stop quickly to hire care of business.I had my back gimmicked to a hill where the move was coming from when dour to my left I hear a call in followed by a bunch of shots from my gramps 30-06 and I had to finish as quickly as possible as I reached for my 30-30 rifle and turn to see a large point running across the field and leap into a neighbors field. Luckily we also own the field on the other attitude of it and the field is next to it is a friends field. As fast as I have ever seen me and my grandfather move we were in the tuck and turned well-nigh in seconds and in hot pursuit.To get ahead of the buck my gramps had to drive around the field as fast as possible to our field on the next hill. To outrun a deer you must move very fast and my grandfather decided that s regular(a)ty miles an hour across a cornfield was the way to go. Naturally corn fields are non smooth. Looking ahead we didnt see what was coming, a deep crepuscle in the field that created the perfect ramp. My gramps one and a fractional ton pickup was at least five feet off the ground and it was the craziest thing I have ever done in my look and it was with my gramps.Later on we found a smash-upch that weighs around thirty pounds about eighty yards from the dip that was originally in the back of the truck. at last we reached the hill where the buck was headed, but we were too late. My uncle and cousin had spotted it and were taking shots at it while it ran away. My gramps and I hopped back in to go around the hill to get to it before it reached the creek again. As we took off we could see the enormous buck running in a locomote motion. The only if way I could describe it is that it looked like the Matrix.You could see my uncles and cousins bullets hitting the dirt left and right of it, it was amazing, but as the enormous buck reached the top of the hill my cousin got lucky and hit it in is hind quarters. That slowed it down when my gramps and I caught up to it at the edg e of the creek. I was sitting on the windowsill ready with my gun. I was only about twenty feet away when I fired but as soon as I fired the tire on my side in the front dropped into a coyote hole or something and my shot missed by a mile. Almost instantly after the buck was in the woods trying to lose us crossing the creek.My uncle and cousin seemed to show up right as it went into the woods so they took off after me as I ran through the woods after the buck. We all stopped at the edge of the steep drop into the creek to see the buck climbing up the other side and before I could raise my rifle again a loud shot echoed through the trees and a gaping hole opened on the bucks neck, my uncle had finished it. Once we could get across to the buck we found it was a ten pointer, and the biggest I had ever seen in person. This has become a every year thing in my family and it brings us all together and makes us a team.Without a family that works together for one goal we would never had eve n ever seen that buck again. Family makes things in life fun. No matter what you do in your life your family will always be there to swear out you out as we did each other that day. Most families just hunt alone but we like to make it a group front to make it more fun. Plus if you are going to go hunt the best thing is to bring someone you can trust. Sorry it got so long it was a real life thing and I couldnt cram it all into a paragraph and this is all I could think of of