I couldn't find a thread like this so feel free to contribute. Not really a venting thread, but a chronicle of sorts. So... a couple of days ago I realized I need to sight in my rifle for next week's hunt. Not a big deal, a half an hour drive to our property outside of town. Set up the targets, loaded the rifle, arranged table and chairs for good support and started to take aim. Couldn't find the target, a white paper plate with an X drawn with a marker. Found a deer's face instead. A decently nice 3x3 buck staring at me RIGHT IN FRONT OF THE TARGET. I was tempted to pull the trigger, but eventually let it go. When you're wearing regular jeans and a jacket, haven't got butchering knives or a trailer anywhere nearby and aren't prepared for the slightest bit of field dressing, there's little you can do. Why doesn't this happen when you're prepared and actually hunting? On the other hand, it's about midnight now. Leaving for a 6-day moose/bear hunt with my son early tomorrow morning. Moments like these make everything else worth your while. A rollercoaster of a week in more ways than one and I'm glad I don't have to think about much else in next few days. They warned that there will be snow and slush up north. I don't really care, this is by far the best time of the year for me and I'm going to enjoy the heck out of it.