i remeber fall many years ago going deer hunting for the first time with my dad,my two brothers and my uncle forest. it was great, we went to my papal's old place to hunt. We went up on a rig in the woods a found a place and set down, from that day on i was hooked, you know what i mean.Buckfeaver. IN the year's to come i took a 2 week vacation during deer season, had a lot of fun and a lot of memorys, but i didn't get a buck, i try everything under the sun, i never seen anything so big , so hard to hunt. after about 6 years of hunting and not getting anything you would think i would give up, but thats not case. It seemed like i dreamed about it more now than ever, and it was alway the Big One. I had got to shot at some over the years, but i never got one. Until one day in the fall, I had been hunting a farm where i grew up, on the last day of the season. I had my twin brothers 4 wheeler and i went down in a valley in the woods and was going to spend the last few hours of the season there, so it would be easy to leave when it got dark. Little did i know, things were about to change. I parked the 4 wheeler and found a rock and was setting on it, a out of know were i lit a cigerate and turn to my left and there he was, the Biggest Buck i ever saw in my life, standing about 5 ft from me.I had my gun laying beside me. I grabbed my gun to my right and turn to my left , 20 gage auto rem. my dad's old gun, and i shot 4 times at him 5ft away and i missed 4 times, talk about Big Buck Feaver. I was so nervous i couldn't spit in a 40 acre track of land if i was standing in the middle.go to my pictures in photo's and i will finish the story.thank you Tovey