The deer gods were with me on the 2nd morning of my hunt as I was able to arrow a buck I named Freak at 17 yards. Out of 25-30 trips to the mountian he was the best buck I had found and therefore #1 on my hit list. I can't describe the emotion that I experienced when I watched the arrow slam both lungs and I knew it was game over. I literally broke down on the mountain for 10 minutes before I could gather my mind and legs and go put my hands on him. I can't wait to feel that high again someday, hopefully sooner than later.