Opening day of Deer season last year. It was perfect! Slept great, perfect cup of coffee, temps, wind, ect,,,
Then the hunting Gods said" not so fast". My rifle fell out of the stand and I watched it slowly fall, and breaking the stock right at the grip.
After shaking my head for a few WTF moments, I started heading out, and my 8 pointer walked into view, just as he should.
Just laughed, and felt thankfull.