At this time last year, I was King of the hill!. Stud duck on the pond. Kick ass buck in the hills. Had my choice of all the does because nothing could whip me. I ran the area with my head up, my chest out, and had my way with the girls. Then on a cold November day I spotted this beauty, she smelled great and gave me the eye. Just over this hill into the woods she said. Follow me and we will have the thrill of a lifetime. What could go wrong I thought. Nothin in those woods except an old metal ladder stand that has been there for years. Now I watch from the wall. Why did I not be more carefull ? People look at me and talk of spread, mass and points. All I remember is following that beauty into the woods!!