Like it was yesterday!! I hunted all season and saw a few deer only does with my uncle. For the last week of the season he let me draw a stand for my self, I was 16. First day it was cold and raining, and the guy I took to teh stand was not feeling good. I rode him back to the club house and when I returned a dog driver was in the field where my stand was and he said that a big big just jumped over my bucket. I was a bit bumbed but I went and sat back on my bucket and in a matter of minutes a big doe came by and I killed her. It made me forget all about not seeing the buck. The next morning I was on a stand 100 yards from Rt 58, and it was very busy, I could not here at all. I looked one way down a path and then when I turned back there was 2 bucks standing in teh path. I shoot what looked like the biggest buck and he dropped with the pull of the trigger, the other buck turned and ran down the path a few yards before he jumped into the woods. When he turned and I could see the width I knew I made the wrong choice. My buck was a 19 inch 9 pointer and I am very pleased with it but the other deer ended up being a 22 inch 11 pointer that was killed by a guy further down the path. Great first season and in a couple of days I will see my first buck at mom's except it looks like rodulph this time of year with a red nose and bells around its neck.