Well, after many unsuccesful years (missing, falling asleep) last season i had the opportunity to take my very first deer. Now, i could have taken a doe every season but my Dad is dead set against that so its bucks only for us. I was sitting on a hill side and just about to leave the woods when i heard a rustling in the distance. I decided it was probably just a squirrel (like always) and started gathering my things to walk out of the woods. Then the rustling got louder, and from what i could tell was coming neer me. The next thing i knew i had a buck walking straight towards me from my left side. I clicked the safety off of my .243 and followed him in with my scope. When he hit about 40 yards he stopped and turned, showing me a perfect broad side, i assumed he was about to run up the very hill side i was sitting on so i took my shot. The shot struck the lung perfectly..being eager and not wanting to lose my buck, while he was running off i took a second shot which severed the spine and he was down for good. It was and is one of the best memories i have to date. Anyone else want totell their "first deer" story?