I love still hunting. I love that moment when you spot the animal you are going to stalk and you enter an entirely different world. Auto-pilot takes over, tunnel vision kicks in and all there is, is that animal and the distance between you. He drops his head, you step forward, he raises his head and you freeze...
Right at the shot, whenever I approach anchor, I can usually hear myself debate, should I or should I let him walk. Before the debate is fully played out the string is dropped, the arrow gone and the shakes take over. Nerves of steel up to that point, but totally gotta sit down after the shot.