Once in camp waiting for the openner,, I never talk about the buck I am going to shoot. When the banter begins about the big buck everyone is going to get, all I say is I am going to sit all day and enjoy the view! I never talk about the deer I am after.

My buddy got a real good buck last year. When we got to camp on saturday evening, he put up a picture on the wall of that buck and said "I got the boy last year, this year Im going after grandpa!" He went to hang his stand on sunday, scratched his right(shooting) eye, took a trip to the hospital where the doctor told him he couldnt hunt for 2 days! He only saw fawns the rest of the week. Everyone in camp got theyre deer, but him!