One time the evening of opening day we were cleaning up after supper. One of the guys came in and said, "The deer are milling around in the bottom near the target stand like they're spying on us!" The was a knock at the window over the kitchen sink and there was a doe's head looking in being help up by another guy from camp.
The same two guys propped up a 10 point they found frozen on the hill. They propped it up against a tree and someone came by and shot at least 10 times.
