Hunter: Logan Maddox
Points: 11 (6L, 5R)
After losing my grandpa early on Friday I had no desire to go hunting. However my 4-year-old son has been begging me to go. So I reluctantly woke him up just before first light and we headed to the woods. We were gonna take the spot-and-stalk approach and ended up busting a group of about 15 and couldn’t tell what they were. So we followed the direction they went and tried to get out ahead of them. After walking all morning I asked my son if he was ready to go home, he looked up at me and said “no daddy I know there’s a buck down there we need to go get him” so off we went. Walking as quietly as possible til the group of does were about 50 yards in front of us. We crouched down and I was getting ready to shoot the biggest doe and then he walked into my scope. I hadn’t even seen him standing there. I felt like my Pa had guided him right to me that morning. The rest is history and he’s at the processor now and I’m getting a Euro mount done on him. I couldn’t have been more proud to share that moment with my son and I know my grandpa was right there with us.