Longbow hunting pigs from a ground blind along the Guadalupe River south of Victoria, Texas. I had a non-resident lic to hunt non-native, non-game species. Pregnant whitetail does kept coming over and getting into my corn. I was in a ghillie suit. They could tell something was behind the palmetto fronds and cawed and stamped their feet. I could have reached out with my bow and touched one of them. I had my bow across my lap with an arrow nocked. An Oriol landed on the tip of my arrow and a gator was bellowing a short distance away. Nature is cool.We’ve all got that one hunt we still think about years later. It could be your first deer or a funny moment. Whatever it is, drop your best hunting memory here, let’s hear the ones that stuck with you.