You see fleeting glimpses of antlers coming at you through the woods. It looks big, bigger than anything you’ve ever seen. The footsteps get louder. You know he’s in bow range now, but you still can’t see him. All you hear is the mix of your heartbeat pounding in your ears and the footsteps closing in, one by one. Crunch, crunch, crunch. Finally, a buck of a lifetime reaches a clearing. He walks out… what’s going through your mind at that exact moment?
