first year ever hunting was last year. i told my dad that i wanted to go hunting a week before season opened. he went out rushed to get a gun and clothes and we went hunting. didnt see anything opening day and didnt see anything until thanksgiving saturday we were hunting in amherst sitting on the cold ground against a tree in a rye grass field and at 6:30 a nice 8 pointer popped out of the woods. took probly five steps out of the woods, stopped, and bam. ran about 40 yards. great first deer and this year have gotten a 3 pointer. definitaly did not discourage me because i had to wait so long till i even saw something.