Deer hunting is tradition .. it is the smell of the biting fall as it creeps in after the summer ... it is the turning of the leaves, the falling of acorns .... it is the fellowship with family and friends, the excitement of conversation that has 100% of everyone;s attention....... it's the final planning to where everyone is going that morning ... it is walking in the dark to my stand, listening for deer that I may have bumped ..... it is the ascention up my steps to my seat in the tree that I will be hoping to ambush a deer from ..... it is the anticipation of what can happen at any second ..... it's the sunrise ...... it is the scurrying of squirrels as they hurry to prepare for the upcoming winter .... it is a hot cup of coffee on an ice cold deer stand .....it's the crunching of leaves as I hear the unmistakable sound of a deer walking towards me ..... it's the heart pumping out of my chest as a deer comes by ... it's the joy of watching those animals that will not bi in danger by my stand .....it's a deer that is a shooter to me, coming down the path I expected him to ...... it's the preperation for the shot as he walks into range ..... it's the pulling on the trigger ....release or gun .... it's watching the deer's ensuing fight for it's last breath ...it's the climb down and the wlking up to the deer.... it's the appreciation to a mighty God for allowing me to take all that I just posted in .... it's the phone call to the womenfolk and friends that couldn't be there, telling them what just happened it's the pictures afterwords and the dinner and discussion of the day's events ...... it's ALL that and more .......to me