I left work at 1pm on Thursday hoping to get past all the floods and downed trees that were reported on hwy 7 and 12. I made it to Randle just in time and only 1 lane was blocked by water. I was able to get up the hill and I was on my way to that certain hill around that certain corner, just below that certain cliff, and look what I found standing on the road that leads to it. He walked up the hill about 10 yards, and I got 20 yard shot when he peaked around the tree to see why I got out of my sidekick. He dropped in his tracks. When I got home Saturday the girls begged to have some of the deer so I seared the tenderloin with garlic, peppercorn, and of course Johnny's. Then wrapped it in bacon and cooked it at 170 for 3 hours.