On Monday evening we took my oldest up in the foothills to see how we could do there. We drove the logging roads and jeep trails up into the hills. After we had been at it for a while, we came upon a bunch of deer out about 75 yards. We started glassing and noticed there was a decent buck in the back of the group. My son and FIL tried to walk up a bit as they scurried off a little. They weren't able to get a good view, so we drove a bit further. We figured they were long gone, but then we came upon them again. We got my son in a position where he might be able to shoot and I tried to get up a small hill to get them scared out into the more open area. That wasn't looking like it would work well, since they were moving the opposite direction than we wanted. I backed off and we just watched for a minute or two. The buck moved into a position where my son had a shot. My FIL asked if he wanted to take him and my son responded with a definitive nod of the head.

Driving and getting close to the spot...