My first with a bow came when I was around 10-11 and we hunted a 500!acre lease we had in Fitzpatrick. I was hunting a swamp bottom and it wasn't maybe 15 minutes after my dad dropped me off that I had a doe come out. She was about 10 yards away and I miss. I was thinking oh god. She then walked about 20 yards out and stood broadside. Shot her right in the arse. Found her dad about 100 yards from there.

But my favorite was a couple of years later. Me and my former best friend built us a homemade ladder stand. Keep in mind we were only like 14 at the time. MYbe younger. We put the stand up and come back later that afternoon. There we are crammed in a wooden stand we built. 5 doe walked out to our "green" field with our magical acorns. I let me youth bow fly and it was a rainbow to a perfect shot. That's my favorite.