Flash back to 13-14 years old…. 2nd morning hunt of my archery hunting career. We get to the “trail” that leads into my stand approximately 80 yds deep into the woods. My Dad’s stand is on down a ways so he says,”last week I walked you in, this week you are on your own. You can stand here till it gets light, or go in there now and get ready.” Well I slowly ventured in, doing my best to find my way. Oh did I mention WE DIDN’T USE LIGHTS BACK THEN! Dad knew the woods well enough, and didn’t want to spook the deer. So there I am, in the dark, no light, maybe the 5th time to the tree total, 2nd time in the dark with no real trail at all to follow. I think I did pretty well, I knew I was close, but couldn’t find my tree, so I just stopped, and waited for light. After about a minute to calm down, and noticing the unique trees that I was stopped at, I got my bearing and found my tree, 10 yds in front of me. Was up and ready to shoot with a few minutes to spare.