We are at our ranch in Blocksburg where my grandparents live. I woke up before the sun was anywhere in sight, I got dressed and put my boots on and went outside to wait for my dad. The air was cold but there was barely any wind. My dad came outside and we walked down to the other house where my great grandparents used to live. We got our guns out of the old house loaded them and took off. We walked past the barn and we could tell the wind was blowing up the hill so we walked to the top it takes about 20 minutes to hike to the top of our ranch. It starts out in the pepper wood trees and its dead silent, the birds aren't awake yet. Then we get to the edge of the bull pasture and follow the fence to the top while the bull watches us walk. I can now see the sunlight over the mountains, we started walking towards the back of our ranch we stopped to look for deer on the hillside like we always do but it was too early. We walked for maybe 15 minutes and then my dad spotted a set of antlers about 30 yards away. It was a sleeping buck. It had been able to watch us walk for 100 yards but luckily it was asleep. We were out in the open with no where to hide so we crouched down and then it saw us. It looked at us and stood up so we stood up and I aimed my gun and heard my dad say shoot it. I pulled the trigger and watched the buck drop and roll off a small hill. My adrenaline was pumping when we walked up to it I hit it right where I aimed, I hit it in the neck and killed it instantly. After gutting the buck we walked back to the house and me and my grandpa went to get and he helped me skin it.