Well, after making my little man mad for making him wait until the weekend to go deer hunting due to sub par grades, he got it done. We we running low on hope as today was the last morning we could try to get him a buck before having to return home. We were not seeing much all weekend when we decided to glass a very rugged and steep basin. At last we found some bucks and we found a small 4x4 with the group. I looked at my son and asked him if he wanted to down in the bowels after them and with no hesitation told me "let's go get him". He had many missed shots last year and wanted a buck so bad his teeth ached. We found them in a little slot canyon off of a big basin. After dropping down in, we slowly made our way to the top of a small ridge overlooking the little canyon. My boy made a perfect 76 yard shot on his second attempt to seal the deal. My boy was overcome with joy. He does not care how big it is other than his first buck was a 4x4. He was a trooper and hauled the head and back straps out of that hole. I am such a proud dad for him showing such patience, work, and perseverance.