The sun begins to rise and the morning frost starts to lift. Critters begin to awake and make their way through the morning fog. It is at this very moment that every sense in your body heightens. You are now on edge. Every stick crack and crunch, every leaf wobble and flicker, the smell of fall fills the air. You stand up and push your seat back. With your bow in hand and the release tight on the string..you listen..you hear it.. you see it and IT, is looking right at you. Thoughts race through your mind as you freeze every muscle in your body. Your heart begins to pound and your wondering how long your going to be able to hold true in the five minute standoff. You dip the brim of your hat slowly and hide your eyes, thinking that will be just enough to get him to take the first step... crunch.. crunch...the cold that you once felt is now gone, the sounds of the woods have now dimmed, your sight as sharp as a razor, you see only a small tunnel leading to that single dark hair just behind the shoulder. It's time.........Meah!