If ufn I was hunting mature buck only, I would give up since the Small farms I hunt has poor nutrition and no way to improvise. Most of the deer compete with the cows for browse. The “thrill/fun” is wearing thin as I continue to “mature.” I can see a decline in my physical ability to get around in my wheelchair, esp outdoors. Took a little spill last week and it wasn’t east to get back in the seat. I get just as much fun reading the stories on here and seeing the faces of the youngsters. I would like to kill a “good un” before I call it quits completely. The price we pay to grow old. I’m thankful for my health and good friends. Greg, aka, stalkhunter keeps me going.