Took the boy out for his first ever whitetail hunt (Youth Hunters Only). Guess the hunting saints were watching over the woods since we saw a nice doe (not able to get a shot off) and later my son got a shot off (but missed) an 8 point buck. Kind of a cold, wet, windy day and we had to leave the woods in the early afternoon for another obligation but there were no complaints though he wanted to stay and finish the day which pleased his old dad to no end. Walking out it dawned on me that I had just had the rare opportunity to look back in time and watch myself when I was at that age. That day ranks as one of my most memorable hunts even though no game was bagged and I did not even get to carry a rifle or fire a shot.