After two hours of sitting there not seeing anything, some small game hunter in a pumpkin suit comes down out of the field and takes a huge dump about 75 yards above me. I don't know where this guy came from.
Wow's that's a funny story but this was the best part. I had a guy come through on a bicycle pulling his treestand and stuff behind him on one of those yellow carts that carry kids. Then he hit a rock and took a big spill all about 60 yds from my stand. I almost busted up laughing.