It was my second trip ever to Fort Campbell. It was the same year they changed the system over to the automated system. My dad and I got drawn for area 31. We didn't get there until bout 9:00 am, so we just scouted that morning. That evening we walked down a fire break until it came to a creek. I followed the creek into the woods about 100-150 yards. I found a scrape half a big as a car hood. It had tracks all in it and you could smell it. It smelled like a bottle of Tink's. So I figured I would hunt there until dark.

I probably set there 15-20 minutes when I heard something coming. I could see it was a big bodied deer but I couldn't tell if was a buck or not. Then he stepped out behind a tree and i lost all composer. He stared at me for about 30 seconds (which seemed like 3 days) then he lowered his head and started walking towards his scrape. He checked it and he started heading out. I found a shooting lane and he stepped into it BOOM! Dropped him in his tracks. Lets just I had to change my pants afterwards. I don't know who was more excited me or my dad.

All in all it was a great hunt, just to share the experience with my dad.

That day I will never forget!