Opening day this year was my sons very first hunt and after seeing a few does walk by our ground and shooting at a song dog while sitting in the blind we had built out of some oak limbs piled around a blow down the week before. About 15 min. later and a few doe bleats this 5 pointer with a broken brow tine came in on a dead run with his nose on the ground. My son put him down with one shot @ 130 yards. What a great hunt and memories i will always treasure. For sure one of my proudest moments!
Luck is where preparation and opportunity meet