I always like a good hunting story I just can't stand typing one out but I'll indulge. I was no stranger to the spot me and my son where hunting. There are several spots across the management area I like to hunt but I had a lot of people unfirmilar with coopers creek coming in through out the weekend so I picked the spot where people could find us easy at camp. I checked the spot Thursday and the sign was there you mentioned acorns there are only a hand full of white oaks in the hole ruff hollar so we posted up there hoping it would be the best pinch. Thursday evening I was scouting a spot for a friend of mine I liked it so much my son and I hunted it Friday morning but I honestly felt like it was to open with all the traffic on the roads. Anyway my dad got to camp Friday evening and after we got some small talk in and firewood up me and River headed up the mtn. It was classic half way up he says dad I can't make it. Ha I told him he was gonna make!! Like it or not. So we get set down and wasn't set for 15 min. I heard something coming as he couldn't here or see anything but his video game he totes so I grabbed the game and replaced it with his 243. I caught a glimpse and told him it was a bear and to get ready it was headed right were I had hoped. When it popped out into the kill zone I hollared at it and it took about two steps behind a popular blocking it's vitals I just kept tell him shoot it in the head shoot it in the head. I have to say you don't have to talk him in to shooting he will send the lead. It wallerd in the dry branch for a while and got back on his feet stumbling and falling around the mtn so after an empty clip it finally gave up. After a short celebration I drug it off the mtn to camp where he went running to dad shouting I got a Bear! By the way after talking with my son and carefull examination he gut shot the bear with the first shot I guess with the hearing protection I put on him and excitement I asked him where he shot and he said right where you always say to shot dad I guess with the tree in the way he figured a little further back wouldn't hurt. Either way he is vacuum sealed in the freezer
Congrats to you and your son. Sounds like you have got Coopers Creek figured out. Good for you for taking the time to introduce your son to the outdoors. I would encourage you to avoid head shots. Very small kill zone and the consequences of a bad shot can be crippling, resulting in a slow death by starvation. A couple of years ago I had a couple of dogs push a doe past me with it's lower jaw hanging down, held on with nothing but skin. Until I witnessed that I had never stopped to consider the downside of a headshot. Heart/Lung area provides a much larger target, especially for a child. Congrats again on a successful hunt, and good luck the rest of the season.
I was always taught growing up the opposite. A head shot is either a hit or miss since it is such a small kill zone. Less chance of wounding one.
I don't want to derail the thread, but I think you were taught wrong. It's either a brain shot resulting in instant death, or it could be any number of other tragic failures. More than one deer has died an agonizing death by starvation while missing a lower jaw or the end of its nose.
Congrats to you and your son. Sounds like you have got Coopers Creek figured out. Good for you for taking the time to introduce your son to the outdoors. I would encourage you to avoid head shots. Very small kill zone and the consequences of a bad shot can be crippling, resulting in a slow death by starvation. A couple of years ago I had a couple of dogs push a doe past me with it's lower jaw hanging down, held on with nothing but skin. Until I witnessed that I had never stopped to consider the downside of a headshot. Heart/Lung area provides a much larger target, especially for a child. Congrats again on a successful hunt, and good luck the rest of the season.