Ok I am new to the forum but my grandfather got me into hunting when I was 8 or 9 he would take me and my brothers out small game hunting. I had pretty much given up hunting when I moved out of state to nebraska. However 5 years ago my brother died in a boating accident and it brought me back home. I was looking for any way to feel closer to my brother and he was very big in deer hunting and fishing. I also loved to fish and was going out regularly. However my father was no longer going deer hunting since my brothers accident so I asked him if he would go with me. Well I never understood why anyone would sit in the cold and wait for one animal to come in front of them now i know. That year I killed my first deer a small 4 pointer and I have never had so much fun. That was 3 years ago and now I cant wait for season each year. My father no longer hunts with me do to health but my best friend and I hunt together. I only shotgun hunt for now becasue I am still practicing with my bow until I feel more comfortable I will not hunt with it. Sorry this is so long but this thread really got me thinking about it.