So openning weekend of deer hunting is OVER and i have one confirmed kill, but to be fair all i did was merely two put down shots on a deer that was unable to stand or walk (my dad shot it first) i won't go into details if only because they are relativily graphic and chances are you don't want to know anyway. It was a great time even though i didn't really see anything worth harvesting (nub bucks and spikes), unlike most years where we hang out with a bunch of people that my dad works with (stupid) it was just me and my dad, uncle and cousin. Picked up some Jager in a nifty tin and also some beer, and for some reason didn't get very good sleep. probably because my dad's stupid air machine and the fact that the matress at the motel had to be the shittiest of all time... more to come but prob. not here... on that other page that you don't know about, but have talked to...