I could not have imagined a better experience had I tried my hardest. Rob sought to provide a hunting experience beyond my wildest dreams and imagination. And that's exactly what I got. Y'all know what it’s like sitting in the stand, at dawn or dusk, layered under a zillion clothes and still freezing only to see a doe or spike. Taking a doe, ok, well I like the meat, but I’ve always hoped for that trophy buck. Y’all with me, right? Anyway, while closing out the morning, we spotted a beast. He was standing stately in the woods and I experienced an adrenaline rush just looking at him. I drew up my gun and well, ok honestly on the second shot, went dead center between the shoulder blades, center of his chest. He dropped! Approaching was one of the greatest thrills of my life. That buck just got bigger and bigger as I approached. It was like the twilight zone there for a minute. I could hardly believe how massive and perfect he was. My first buck! I don’t think they get that big in Alabama so I’m sure I will return to Rob, as I’ll never top this day at home. From the heated blinds to the home-cooked meals, it was like a second honeymoon for me. Oh, and by the way, my buck was bigger than my husband's that he shot the first day. Thanks so much, Rob, memories from Hidden Hollow Ranch echo in my heart.