Around 1974 or so, back from the morning hunt sitting around a picnic table in a Colorado State Park. I told the other guys I'm going across the road into the woods and take a dump. Brought along my Bear compound (one of the early ones) just in case. Lo and Behold a doe stood looking the other way in the shade of the timber, oblivious to all the activity around the Park. Drilled her, took my dump, and went back to camp. Will somebody come help me drag a deer? I did hear it...Pop

Last edited by Plumdog; 03/14/22.