Took my 5 year old son out for a stalk with me tonite on a small peice of ground, only about 40 acres but there's always deer.
First few fields wernt to fruitfull untill we climbed over a gate into the next field and stood about 100yds was a buck picking some new shoots out of the hedge, suddenly felt my trouser leg being tuged, looked down to my right and saw the boy pointing at the buck.
So i ready the sticks and the banger put the cross hairs on for a heart and lung and squeeze Whop, the buck took off, ran about 50 yds then collapsed in a heap. Job done the boys first stalk saw him a buck shot, cleaned out and hung in the garage.
Think the smile speaks for itself