What's going own folks? Well I had to start bow season off with a bang in Fl. I sprayed my clothes down with true dirt and eased off into the woods. I climbed up in the stand about 30 min. before daylight. About 30 min. later I looked to my right and their stood a "stud". As my heart started to beat I had to get my self to calm down. He was walking right to me; I pulled my bow back and grunted to get him to stop. I centered my 20 yrd. pin up and let the big dog eat; with a loud thump he tore out. After giving him 2 hrs. I started my blood trail after going about 60yrds I found him laying on the edge of a dried up pond. He was a big 10. Another one bites the dust.