I saw an 11 year old boy come into our check station during the Adult Child hunt. When the truck came around the corner I knew there was a deer in the back and who had killed it by the ear-to-ear grin on that boys face. It was a Doe but that didn't matter to him, his picture on the board we keep of all the Deer killed on the management area is one of my all time favorites. That Doe is a trophy of the first order.