Last season my cousin took his son out for a late muzzle loader hunt in pursuit of a deer they call The Swirly 7. The reason it's called the Swirly 7 is because this deer was named after our buddy who's nick name is Swirly. Anyways his son has wanted to take this buck because his uncle Swirly whiffed on him in archery season the year before. So major bragging rights are at stake. The hunt turns into one emotional Dad who watches his son go through the lowest of lows to the highest of highs. I wanted to share this because I think most Dad's out there will be able to relate to these experiences. Hope you enjoy.