It was my first morning hunting in Montana and Alan and I were setup in a ground blind out in some flats between Robbie and Nikki Dockter’s Antler King food plot and a river bottom. We were hoping to catch the deer on their way back to bed before they got to the breaks which surrounded the river. That first morning while in the blind, we saw a shooter buck but he was running and was out of range. A lot of the deer seemed to be on a trail that ran behind the blind, so we decided to move it to a better location. We got it all setup and ready for the next morning, off a heavy trail in the alfalfa. That next morning we saw some nice bucks, but not anything within range. It seemed like they were afraid of the blind, probably because it was in a new spot. The third morning we saw more bucks, and they were getting less shy of the blind. They were coming within 80 yards now. September 6th was the fourth morning we hunted the blind. We forgot our chairs, so we were kneeling the entire morning. We saw a shooter, but he was still too far. A bunch of does and small bucks (whitetails and mulies) started to filter our way through the alfalfa and hung around for quite awhile.
It was getting to be 8:00, and thinking it was about time to head out, I took my arrow off of the string and set my bow down. Not even two minutes later Alan says, “Katie, there’s a big buck. Get your arrow back on!” So now I am crawling on the ground trying to reach for my bow that was propped up in the front corner of the blind and knock my arrow back on. I managed to do it without spooking the deer that were already right out in front of us. I looked out the window and saw a huge velvet whitetail. He jumped the fence and was heading in towards the other deer. He stuck around for awhile but I had a stalk blocking right where I wanted to shoot. Having to wait so long was killing me. Finally, after letting a doe walk past him and after ranging him at 35 yards, I went to draw back. When I lifted my bow arm up,my arrow got caught on the front of the blind and came off the rest, making a big noise. Luckily, none of the deer heard it and I was able to draw back again. I took the shot and heard a “thump!”. I knew it was a good shot just by the sound. When I went to look at where my arrow hit, it was a perfect double-lung shot. He took off and crashed into the fence and over a hill. (Editor’s Note: the sincerity of her reaction to arrowing this monster buck will bring any hunter almost to tears!)
There were many firsts on this trip…first time hunting out-of-state, first buck I’ve ever taken in velvet, first pope and young scoring buck, first time shooting a deer over 20 yards with my bow, first deer shot out of a blind. After all that excitement and when things were starting to wind down, I got an even bigger surprise….Alan proposed! I can’t think of a better way to start off the season. For the rest of the trip and to this day I am on cloud nine, with my buck at the taxidermist and a ring on my finger!
~Katie Pipp














