We didn't want to go way back around, and uh, follow the road to the trail we came in on. So we start down this, uh, grade. We hadn't gone far at all. We find ourselves standing by washouts that were too deep or a big rock hidden in the buck brush or someplace. So they shut the engines off and do a little reconnoitering, I guess that's a good word. Anyway, they go down the hill and around and finally pick out a route they think they can make, and uh, down the hill we come! That is, we start! Before we get down there, we've encountered a lot of mighty mean places, but that didn't mean a thing to them. Ahem, anyhow, the thing that I'm coming to is that we went up another place, and uh, there was a bunch of brush and uh - buck brush and what have you. When all at once Werner saw a deer! He tried to point it out to me but I couldn't see it, and uh, the boys decided it was a doe and they didn't want it. So, uh, it was up to me to try to find the deer. Well, eventually I did, only because it sneaked out of the brush, and it had a green buck brush or something for a background, then I could see it. Anyway I pulled down on it, and at the crack of the rifle, the little deer fell. I got her right through the heart. We took the heart out, it was practically torn in two!