My evening wasn't nearly as eventful. I hadn't even seen a deer from my stand, and at dark I headed out to pick up Rafael. There was a skiff of snow on the road, and as I pulled up to Rafael I noticed the road was filled with his tracks where he had been pacing back and forth. I thought to myself that he must have been really cold to have been pacing around so much waiting to be picked up.
I rolled down the window and he said "I shot a nice whitetail doe. She's laying right over here" I got out, walked up the small rise, shined my flashlight, and immediately saw the rack of a great buck sticking up from the head of his "doe".
The whooping and hollering and hugging and dancing commenced! What a fantastic animal! I couldn't have been happier for my brother, and to share that moment with him was the highlight of my trip. I was so glad I could be there to savor a special moment. I don't think I have ever been as excited, even over an animal of my own.