Trav's First Deer Hunt

Apparently hunting season is upon us! At least that's what our fridge and freezer would tell you if you took a peek inside. That may be more exciting to some than the apple juice and leftovers that were in there before, but this is still new to us. Travis officially went on his first deer hunt on opening day for rifles, and came home with his very first deer. Here's his story (in my words):

Travis met up with Brian (my bro-in-law) early Saturday morning to get a good early start hiking up the mountain. They had gotten sole permission from the landowners where brian's parents used to live to hunt, and were so excited because scouting out earlier they had seen deer up the mountain there. At noon Trav called to say after running up the mountain all morning they had eaten all their snacks and were starving and tired. Their solution? Travis called his uncle to see if any of his corn fields were uncut. Lucky for them, there was one left. So after coming in for lunch and to check on their babies, they headed out to the cornfield. A few hours later Travis had gotten a 3 x 4 cornfed buck and Brian got a deer of his own as well. It sounds a little like cheating to me, but they got to hunt the lazy way. Find a deer in a field, shoot it, throw it in the truck, and string it up on the tractor to gut it. But either way, he was VERY excited about getting his first deer, and was proud of the size.
Even though Cyrus is too small for his first hunt (and hopefully will be for awhile!) he did get outfitted for it. :)