My Dad died a week before last year's Pa. opener. I took his 99. I managed to sneak up on 3 bedded does while carrying it. I can't recall Dad ever shooting a doe so I left them go and snuck away. They never knew I was there. I definitely count that as a 'win'. I also grabbed a couple of pictures in the snow covered woods with his rifle leaning against a tree.
Just a couple of memories that I will have forever. Take your Dad's rifle and make some memories.
Dale
