So I got in a tree yesterday. I'm a Monday guy but sometimes I can't make it to the stand for various reasons. Yesterday I did. Went in the morning and saw a bunch of squirrels and a gorgeous red fox. Otherwise quiet. Sat from 545 to 9.
Slipped out of the woods and headed home to re-charge and warm up. Headed back in around 1. On approach to my stand I bumped a couple of nice does. I scooted up the ladder and hoped they would come back.. They never did. Around 230 a nice, but little, 4 point came strolling around. I had my arrow on the string but would have most likely passed as he was/is kinda small. He caught sight of me after 20 minutes or so and took off.
345 I hear some noise. My stand is very close to where folks enter the woods. Saw a guy come strolling in with a muzzy, walk about 75 yards and stop. Slipped his muzzy off his shoulder and shoot. 30 minutes later I see him dragging one out. He was in the woods for roughly 3 minutes, not counting field dressing.
Location, location, location...
Not funny "haha!" just funny "ironic".