OK....so I have just a little time to hunt this morning. I go to the woodlot across the street that I hunted zero times, last year.....but shot a piebald there in '06.
I've got a conference call to make.....so I know I'll have to leave early. So...it gets time......and I undo my release and stow it (I use a target release).......un-nock my arrow.....and hook up my haul line. I just get it started going down when I see 'em. Whoopsy.
So here we come back up. Cool. I get the haul line unhooked.....nock an arrow.....get my release back out.....and wait. The doe and fawn play a game to see how many times they can make me spin around in my stand.....lol. They're directly behind me.....and every time I turn....they move to the opposite side. If the doe wasn't so big....I wouldn't be playing their game...but she's a hoss. So I play. After a few roundabouts....they walk straight away. So....I hook the bow back up....stow the release.....un-nock the arrow and put it in the quiver. I then lower the ow to the ground .....just in time for.....you guessed it.....MORE deer.
So up it comes....REAL fast. I don't have a lot of time, here....lol. Remarkably I didn't get busted....even though they're only 25yds away.
Long story shortER.....no shots fired....and I didn't get busted....UNTIL I got on the ground

(by two of them).
What a funny morning. When you wanna see them they're ghosts. When you DON"T.....look out