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Being around the DOD team these past couple years I have always been the girl behind the camera. In the past, I have filmed both Wade and Taylor harvest deer but I never would have imagined I'd have the opportunity to harvest my own. Wade introduced me to the sport in Fall of 2013, a year after being Mark's farm manager and camera man. After going on several hunts with Wade, Mark and Taylor, bow hunting seemed to spark my interest. The anticipation and adrenaline rush was indescribable feeling behind the camera, I could only imagine what it would be like to be on the other side of the lens. After several practice sessions with my PSE bow and critiquing from the best coaches, it was only a matter of time until I got my opportunity. With my tags in hand, Wade and I left for Missouri in hopes for a chance at my first deer. After getting in the blind and situated, several doe entered the field. Immediately, my heart started pounding. The same feeling I got behind the camera-- only intensified. After what seemed like forever, a big, mature doe came within range and I got my shot! The Rage SS hit it's mark and went through both lungs. We gave the deer some time and after what seemed like a LONG 45 minutes, I told Wade I couldn't wait any longer. I was ready to get my hands on my first deer! We followed blood into the thicket and down into a deep creek where my doe had expired. I couldn't be more excited to check her out! When we got back to the house to show Mark and Taylor, it was all high fives and congratulations. They both were elated for me and Mark asked if I was ready to get my hands on a buck now. Without giving it a second thought, Wade and I head to a different blind in Missouri the next night. As soon as we crawled into the blind and look out the window, a fork horn buck entered the field and began feeding on the plot. As time passes by, 3 more young bucks enter the field making me more anxious to see what the rest of the night has in store. Finally, a mature 8 pointer makes his way onto the plot. Wade instantly tells me that he is a shooter and the blind immediately starts shaking. He began walking right towards us to spar with another buck that was well in my effective range. Shaking from excitement, I pull my PSE Chaos back, settled the pin and saw the nocturnal glow going straight for him. Wade and I reviewed the footage and based on the hit, we both decided it would be best to wait until the next morning to track him. At the end of a long, sleepless night and a bright red blood trail, we recovered my very first buck! A HUGE thank you to Mark and Taylor for allowing this awesome experience to happen. I am officially hooked on bow hunting and cannot wait to get my hands on another deer. Now let's smoke some venison!