As a matter of fact I have. It gives you that NOT SO EASY feeling. I stuck one last Fall at Wayne's place only to have it start raining before we could geta good direction on the blood trail. Nothing like walking around in the dark with it raining to drown out the potential sound of gnashing teeth right before they take a big chunk out of your arse. Not to mention that it's hard to hold a flashlight, shoot your bow, and hit what your aiming at. Then there's the whole cleaning shorts out thing. Never did find that bear after looking for 2 days. I think I hit slightly back with it standing broadside and still at 20 yards. That shot still eats at me. That was the same bear that climbed the tree with Bldhound on the next ridgea few minutes earlier.