We walked in, spooking 10 deer in the moonlight... bummer. I still had high hopes of seeing deer coming to drink from the water hole. At day break we had a fawn come in for a drink, encouraging us to stick out the heat. At 7:15 a.m., cameraman Doug shook the tree, signaling my attention towards the thicket to our right. I pulled up the binoculars to see the tall 8 pointer that I have been trying to get an arrow into for the last 2 years. My attention quickly went to the 12 pointer that was leading the way to the water hole. He stopped at 20 yards for a perfect broadside shot, and I let it fly.

