My Deer

FYI..This might be a little brag session, so if you don't want to hear it then don't continue on. It's mostly for journal purposes.
My deer hunt started and ended yesterday, for the first time ever for me!! Mike, Brooke and I went camping Friday night. As we were getting ready to pull into our campsight Mike spotted a couple bucks. Of course it was the day before the hunts starts (as always... I was thinking). We got all set up and finished the night. Saturday morning we woke up early and got ready. We noticed a big group of does and fawns not far from our camping spot. We decided to walk down where they came up from while we waited for his parents to get up there. We didn't ever see anything but Mike figured we'd walk back through there last night.
His family got there and we all took wheelers out touring..... Didn't see a thing beyond does. They left in the early afternoon. We fixed lunch and waited for awhile. Then just before 5 we headed back where we went that morning. We hadn't walked far when Mike spotted the same bucks from Friday night. Despite the fact we were loud trudging through the leaves, they never heard us, saw us, or smelled us.
Mike kept Brooke back, I kept trying to figure out how I was going to shoot it. I am a lot better kneeling or leaning against something not straight standing. Well the trees were too far away without making noise and drawing attention. So I just stared through my scope waiting for him to turn to a good position. I shot and he went right down. I was so shocked. Mike was so excited he's all, "You got him!" We were both so excited I high fived him, we kept watching him to see if he got back up. After a few minutes he did, stumbled and fell again. This time he didn't get back up.
My awesome husband went up slit it's throat to make sure it was dead. He also figured out that I shot him through the throat straight through the jugular. It was so awesome. I was so excited. I didn't even start shaking until after I shot him. My heart was beating wildly the whole time and after my legs and hands were horrible. I was lucky I made it to the deer without stumbling often.
Then my awesome husband, who happens to be allergic to the hair on deer (and every other animal) gutted my deer. I was so proud and worried!! He did great. We tried to call his friend who was on the mountain, but he couldn't get reception. And his dad was to a scout thing. So we didn't have any other help. Luckily the only thing that happened was his hands went red and itchy. He broke out in hives for a little bit but after washing his hands they went away.
And Brooke, well she was awesome!! She did what she was told every time. When we told her to stay back she did, she stopped talking when she was told. She even helped hold the deer leg when Mike was gutting. And carry stuff back up the little hill. And she loved it. Other than the whole time she kept saying "Poor Deer".. It was cute and funny.
Anyway it was an awesome day. And I am still excited about it!!! It's definitely not the biggest buck out there I know, but I am happy with it. I have waited for years for this. Every other time I have seen a buck, it's either been too far away, Not a good shot/too many trees, or they run away before I have my gun ready. I finally got one and on opening day!!!
Anyway here's some pictures....
This is Brooke tying a log to a tie down strap and the 4 wheeler trailer.

Me with my deer
Brooke wanted a picture with the deer after we hung him up.