Hunting was slow all weekend. That all changed quickly around 10:30 Sunday. Everyone started texting saying deer on the move and all the sudden a big deer headed down the hill towards me about 40 yards away. I shot the first one and called my buddy to come help me out. I couldn’t stop shaking and about 15 minutes later I finally stopped. Looking down the hill I see another deer working towards me. Pull up the Binos and it’s another shooter. Standing around 80 yards I dropped that one in its tracks. Called my buddy and said just got another one. The rest is history!