If you remember where we left off, we were rapidly approaching the first deer shotgun season. As always, we had some real high expectations going in. 

Saturday morning, I found myself on the ground alongside my wife, Jill. We had a great setup and a steady south wind blowing right in our face. The first 2 hours of sunlight passed with no sightings.

It was right around 8:30 when we caught movement in the trees some 100 yards to the west. Sure enough, here comes a pretty, young eight-point buck. As they so often do this time of the year, this deer had a doe on his mind and was walking head down and approaching our location quickly.