Couple of years ago I was invited to a big HF ranch near Sonora that my company had just inherited with the purchase of another company. Hunt was for does and any exotics. We all piled up in a Ranger and headed to the blind they were going to put me in on the first hunt. Before dropping me off, we made a pass around the feeder with the tail gate feeder. We were only half way back to the blind to drop me off and the deer came RUNNING in like cattle. Had never seen anything like it. Got to the blind that was 200 yrds away, stepped off of the Ranger and looked with my binos. There were several good does in the group at the feeder. Said "Hold on, don't leave yet I'll be right back." Up the stairs with my 22-250 I went, opened door, opened 1 window, bang flop. Closed window & door, back down I went. Everyone was looking at me like "are you serious". Well yeh, there's no sense in me sitting here all evening when the game is over before it even got started.
We got everyone else dropped off, I cleaned my deer and was there cooking and waiting to help with everyone else's deer as they came in. Which was cool, because most of this group were city boys and pretty new hunters that needed some help.