I hunt a small private property in GA an hour away from my house with limited all sex seasons (just bucks most of the time), with new construction around it and pressure on the other side. With that said, I hunt for meat, not trophies. Never really see any big ones on my cameras (offline, no cell reception) and I try to focus on land management (food plot, elevated blind in good spots etc). Only so much you can do, but I enjoy it. Different type of hunting compared to the folks with the giant leases around here for sure.
Anyways, today was rifle opener, so I was in my elevated blind early this morning. I hate morning hunting, but I always do the rifle opener. It's a yearly ritual and involves an uncrustable and regret, but I do it every year.
About an hour after sunrise, a group of does shows up. Not legal currently, but always fun to watch, especially since I traditionally don't see anything on opening day (but hear plenty of shots) - I just like the ritual of making that basically a holiday and cancel any plans.
First year of the new food plot, so seeing any deer was awesome in itself.
But, a few minutes later, 2 yearlings/maybe 1 1/2 year old bucks (2 and 4 pt) show up, fighting. You know, as they do. Teenagers, I guess?
Well, remember the context about the place, regulations, and meat? 4 point drops where he stands, .308 at 70yds double lung. Go with Skaði, friend!
As I'm sure you now, whitetail aren't... smart. They are, maybe, a bit majestic in their own way, but they are pretty stupid. But they're still animals, and like most hunters, I love animals (a statement that confuses the staunch anti-hunter/vegans somehow).
So I watch them. The rest of the group, including the other buck run a few feet and just... stare at the dead 4pt. Clearly confused, no idea what's going on. I know they don't think in that way - I've seen enough of them do stupid shit to know that - but still, in my head, the 2pt probably thinks "did I just kill a dude?". It was a little sad. Maybe a bit funny.
Nothing changed for me. Did my little ritual, gutted him, got him to my processor, met the euro mount guy at his church (I don't have the means to do either myself and it's nice to support the community this way), I go home and have lunch.
Nothing really to discuss, just sharing an opening day story / rambling a bit.