This year I was watching this "Grossing mid 170-180's" Monster in a field that I couldn't hunt. Had 15 scorable points very thick wide and had huge double browtines. For three mornings in a row during the ruthe cameout of this field following what I think was the same doe. I just watched him and felt privilaged to even see him so close threw my scope and so often, but frustrated that he was not on land that I could hunt. Well on the 4th morning I pulled up to my spot to wait for him to come out and watched and the farmer drive his 4wheeler into the woods where he has been bedding. Out he comes with the doe and runs accross the road onto a fense line that I can hunt in the open. He lays down with the doe in the fense line. So I go and park and start the stalk, I crawled for about an hour to get to him on the other side of the this thin thick fense line. I got within 12 yards of him, got to my knees and gave myself about 15min to calm myself down. I then realized that I had no shooting lanes while he was laying down. So I got ready and was going to throw a little piece of dirt from the plowing up into the air into the fense line, (throw it high enough to give me time to draw before it hits the grass). Hoping that he would stand up to investigate qickly, then let him have it. (I've done this before and it worked!). So I throw the dirt clump in the air and try to draw and he stands up looking right in my direction. My arrow was off my rest in between my drop away and my riser!!!!!!!!!! So I quickly let up, while he's 12 yards away looking at me broadside!!! Try to redraw but by the time I came to full draw againhe took off!! I just fell to my knees and I swear to god I almost threw up.12 yards broadside and I F***** it up!!!!I have never lost so much sleep in a two weak period.