After a couple of elk and mule deer, my son decided to chase white tails this year. We put away our glasses and still hunted a creek bottom. We got really close to a lot of deer in a pretty short amount of time. We caught this guy snacking on acorns with a couple of other smallish bucks. He was hiding behind a tree, and I could barely see antlers poking out. When the other deer decided to bolt, I told my son to get ready and shoot as soon as he stepped out. Well, after about a minute of peeking around the tree at us, he got nervous and decided to make a run for it. My son took a heart shot at 40 yards, and blew his heart right out of the other side of the deer. It was a short track job.