My greatest times with my dad before he died came in the mountains, hunting elk and mule deer. I watched him kill some great bucks, bulls etc with both the rifle and bow and arrow. He had me hunting at the age of 5. Hiking and hunting right along his side. He shot bull elk with his Allen compound once as it stood knee deepin a wallow.. I was kneeling with him in a brushy blind we made. Remembering back that shot couldnt have been over 10 yards.