I'm almost 62,started bowhunting in 1964 or 65 when I was too young for my parents to let me carry a high powered rifle.There were no bowhunters in the family and actually,my dad and grandad and uncles had never hunted deer.When they were coming up,there were few to none.I guess my parents felt it was harmless for me to head into the mountains with that toy.I think a few people were shocked when I drug in the first deer.All my hunting then was from the ground and all trial and error.I didn't kill a lot of deer in those early years but had some of the most exciting hunts of my life.I still am amazed how close I got,stalking hard hunted Eastern whitetails,feeding or in their beds,often to never even get off a shot.That was the perseverance of youth because I sure didn't know much about deer.Those early years ruined me.I haven't been able to shake that fever.