Well, I'm up and dressed. Coffee is brewing. It was a fitfull night to say the least. Yep, you guessed it. Shot a nice 7pt last night, hit in the shoulder. Tracked for 6 or 700 yds till we lost blood. Headed back this morning to see if I can pick his trail up. Man do I hate these kind of nights. Replaying the shot in my head over and over.