I got skunked. He did not. We originally were going to wait till the bp season but the neighbor shot a buck on the opener of our regular gun season and my kid wanted to go. This am, I set him up on a ridge coming from a balsam swamp on the edge of our field. at about 1030, I heard the unmistakable sound of 85 grains of black death on fire, sending a .490 ball to it's destination. The i heard, "Dad! Dad!" When i got to him, he said he hit it but it ran into the balsam swamp. So we waited for 20 minutes and proceeded to track. It was dead in the tag alders. ran about 60 yards. A good sized 4 pointer. Well, maybe a 3 1/2 pointer. He is thrilled. Its in the garage as we speak. He is already talking about buying a bow and flinter(translationad is going to buy me those). I think we will wait till the bp season opens before going out again. Another one hooked