I hear ya Jeff,

I remember being a 14 year old kid, maybe 120# soaking wet. Shot my first buck down in this rocky hollow, (it probably went about 130# dressed) and after we gutted it my dad went to help this old fellow get his deer out 1st, and told me just to hang out or I could drag if I wanted, but he’d be back shortly. I had the deer out of the hollow, and half way thru the field by the time he got back. This place is so nasty that I reluctantly hunt there anymore and refuse to shoot a doe in there, and can only imagine the work a big buck would be. Adrenaline it’s a wonderful thing!