First year of hunting, I was about 9 or 10 years old and I was with my dad. I was pulling a 40 pound bow back which I had no problem at all when target practicing. Well My very first buck that I have ever seen came from behind me and it was at a weird angle. My safety harness was helping me not get there which really ticked me off because this would have been a nice first buck. Well anyway I finally got to a right angle, when I tried pulling back but I couldn't get it past to roll in the cams. By the way it was freezing outside also. I tried so hard I almost crapped my self. And it was freaking me out at the same time because that buck was just standing about 15 yards broadside scraping at the snow for food. Well after 2 minutes of trying to pull it back I got a idea where I will turn straight on my stand then pull back there then turn. Well that worked, I got it pulled back and I turned but then I couldn't get to the right angle as I was before. I was trying so hard to get there when I acually gave a second to see what the deer was doing...... no deer....

That was a day I will always remember.