This year's deer hunt was over for me at 7:45am on opening morning. I bagged a nice 4x3 when he popped up on top of the ridge right in front of me. He saw me and ran, and I downed him with just one shot from about 50 yards away. My niece, Rachael, got hers just up the ridge from where I was, and just a couple of minutes before me.
It was a lot of work for everyone getting the deer back down the mountain, until Dad showed up with his 4 wheeler. After that, the remainder of the hunt was spent hiking and enjoying the scenery outdoors and taking plenty of pictures.