The first Deer I ever took ummm, seems like it was just last week...... wait it was. The 1st day of Rifle season I went out about 6am 1 hr before sunrise. I sat down in front of a tree at the bottom of a creekbed the wind is blowing at my back which I know is a no-no but I liked the spot and I was somewhat out of the wind. About 7:40 I see a buck walking along the creekbed towards me on the other side of the water.He stoped about 30 to 40 yards out to chomp on some some corn as I pushed the saftey off of my winchester lever action 30-30 it makes a clicking sound which brings the bucks eyes upon me but 3 seconds later he goes back to eating. As I put this 8 point beast in my sights my thoughts are to remain calm. My shot was true he ran about 50 yards and I found him in the creek, the bullet went right trough him. I have a hard time describing what I felt inside but my hunt was a beautiful moment in my life and I will never forget it.