my first was last year during pa's first jr. hunt. my dad and i had hunted all day and hadnt seen anything. we came out by a pond and started talking. we talked for 15min before my dad looked down in the field below the pond and there stood a doe. so i sat down and rested the trusty .270 on my knees and drove that bullet through its spine, needless to say, it dropped in its tracks. it was out there 200 yards