25 years ago, 13 years old. I was camping in a cabin on the Apalachicola river with a buddy of mine. We got up shortly after daylight and walked down a logging road by the cabin, parrallel to the river. We got to a spot where a small trail crossed the road so I decided to sit there while my friend continued down the road.
Aparantly this little 4 point was laying about 20 ft. off the road and about 1 minute later as my friend got out of sight and hearing distance the buck jumped up and crossed the road 30 ft in front of me. I shot him twice with my 20guage semi auto with #3 buckshot. As my buddy and I were admiring the buck we heard the sound of dogs a few hundred yards out in the swamp. We both ran down the road and spread out and a few seconds later a spike ran out for my friend to shoot. I have had many memorable years but this one always sticks in my mind.[:-]