My greatest accomplishment thus far is very bittersweet, I was able to put my dad (72 at the time) on a spot that I could almost guarantee a shot on a doe at less than 20 yards. The shot was presented and taken. It was his first deer after 30 years of hunting. Unfortunately he hit it a little back and in the excitement of the moment we pushed the deer and eventually lost her. Seeing the highest of highs in his eyes at the the shot and low of losing the deer is what made it bittersweet. He still talks about that day with me pretty much every chance he gets. After that season he was physically unable to get out into the woods again. The fact that I was part of a special day to him means more to me than all the heads hanging on my wall.