I don' t know about you guys, but about this time every year the urge to sink my 125gr rocket broadhead into a bute whitetail buck. becomes absolutely unbearable. I come home from work and pop in one of my MANY hunting videos, my desk at work has a draw designated just for hunting mags. And the worst thing is, the more I think about it the more I just want to go crazy[&o]!! I spent my first season in quite a while without a nice buck last year, do to an unbelievably unactive rut. Which makes it even worse. But then I look at the bright side, every mag. that I' ve read thus far is predicting a dandy rut, the most active day being around nov. 11, granted the temps are good. And I just happen to have a week and a half worth of vac., with the 11th falling smack dab in the middle [8D]!!! Sorry got alittle of track, my mind turns to butter when I talk about these amazing creatures. Anyway, my point is that this feeling is 100% genuine and absolutely 100% unexplainable. This is one of the top things worth living for. I just hope I can manage to pass it on to my children, and future grand children. Ahh, it is definately going to be a long summer[:' (]. Only 4 1/2 months to the west virginia bow opener!!