For as much joy I get out of preparing for the deer hunting season, I’m thrilled to say the preparation is over, and it’s time to hunt.
I’ve hunted deer since I was a little kid, tagging along with my dad and his friends before picking up a gun myself at age 12.
The extent of my deer hunting for a year — after I passed the youth hunt age restriction — was typically just the nine-day gun hunt in late November, with the occasional antlerless-only hunt sprinkled in should the first gun season have not gone as planned.