This mornings hunt was a doozy. It was one of those mornings that no matter how hard you try, you cant be quiet to save your azz. I get to my stand sight and hear one blow about 5:45 AM. My can call somehow manages to let out a bleat followed by a metal clanging sound from my treestand. I get up in the tree and notice that I should be higher but cant do anything now b/c there are limbs above me and I dont want to make any more noise.

I call throughout the morning w/ the can and my grunt tube, repectively, or one or the other. At about 8:00 I hear and see movement to my left, looks like a doe. It was walking away and I grunt and it brings the little spike in 15 yrds away. He notices my figure in the tree but doesnt care and mills around. I pratice drawing on him and he looks ahead to check out a noise he heard, I turn to look as well. When I look back at him, hes looking at me. He takes off. No biggie. I cluck throughout the morning to get some turkeys to drop by, a gobbler does at 9:30 but no clear shot.

Here's where the cursing began. I was comfy in my Summit razor reading John Grisham's "A Time to Kill" when I suddenly hear a sneeze like sound at 10:30. Its behind me and I see two deer, ones a buck. Hes a shooter for sure, very wide and very tall. He was atleast an 8, maybe a 10. Anyway he starts coming my way, snorting the whole time. He gets about 15 yrds away and is about to come into the opening, I am already drawn on him. Then my phone vibrates[:@], not once but like 8 times. I had turned it off this morning but I guess I closed the phone to quick and it didnt power off. Hes looking around trying to figure out WTF is that noise. He stays there a few minutes, still snorting b/c the he was downwind of me. He then takes off the way he came waving good bye. I could not believe that chit. The person calling was a girl that lives across from me. I havent talked to her yet but boy am I gonna let her know. I had an away message up saying I was hunting and she still calls me. What the hell?? The buck never saw me. I guess he liked the Tinks I had out too. Man I was furious. I cried a little and cursed alot. If I would have written this post an hour and half ago, you would see nothing but *'s. Im mostly over it now. I am going to move my stand and start in on him monday when I get out at class at 10 AM. I cant shoot anything less than what he was now. I dont care, first buck or not, I need to get this one before the muzzleloaders get to him.

Sorry I was so longwinded, had to vent.