Hunted Letchworth Park this evening (opening day of the park). Got in my tree stand at about 4:00. It was about 35 degrees and throughout the evening I saw rain, snow, hail, sleet and yes freezing rain. The wind was a little harder than I wanted and I was ticked right away because there were three new scrapes (made this morning) within 30 yards of my stand. I almost went out this morning, but changed my mind at the last minute (ask Larry...I called him at the McDonalds parking lot at 5:40 to tell him I wasn't coming). Anyway, I didn't see anything until about 5:30. At that time I had a large deer (in retrospect probably a doe) running around downwind of me at about 60 yards. I couldn't tell what it was for sure and it just ran off. So now I figure the deer have winded me and my hunt is a bust. Two minutes later doesn't this buck step out of the thick stuff and into my shooting lane. He stepped right up to one of the new scrapes and started working it. I decided to take him (after I judged he was a two and a half year old 8-point) as he began rubbing his eye (orbital gland I believe) on the licking branch over the scrape. I aimed a little high (because I shot under that doe the other day) at hit him in the spine. He dropped instantly and I got out of my stand and finished him off. Got my dad and dragged him (the deer, not my dad) out. He is the largest bodied deer I have ever shot (230 pounds on the hoof...that's more than I weigh). Decent eight pointer with a fifteen inch inside spread. I'm very happy with him. Now maybe I can spend some more time hunting ducks, geese, turkeys, and fishing the tributaries. Jocelyn also wanted me to say that now I can spend more time with her (I told her of course that was a given). Good luck guys and shoot straight!