Same here Pearl, I was 13 or so hunting with my dad and he shot a 10 point. I can still remember so much detail about that day. I remember the steam coming off all the hot cups of coffee early that morning in camp, the smell of apples at the blind as that was our cover scent, the covey if quail just outside the door that fascinated me for a good bit of the morning. The details are vivid in my mind all these years later and that's before the first deer was even spotted. I still have a paloroid of me kneeling beside that buck when we found him.
