I have been deer hunting 3 times, last time was 25 years ago. After all day in the woods on Sat walking and stalking I decided to go sit next to a pine tree overlooking a clearing where I spotted a doe earlier that morning that gave me a wink, blew a kiss and took off. Been trying to get out there all season and finally did on Saturday with it being my only chance. Shortly before dark I figured that was it for the year. All of a sudden this little guy walks out and scoping him I saw he was a buck, but small. Thought of letting him go, but couldn't resist! 5 more minutes and I wouldn't have enough light to make the shot at 150 yards. Neither my .270 or I are virgins anymore. Already had the tenderloins. Delicious!