Oh, the "squeaky fence buck"! I was a kid hunting in Illinois on some unreal farm property about 25 years ago (God I miss that place). I forgot my portable seat when I found a section of fence that was bent over and made for a real nice seat.
But I told myself, "remember the fence squeaks a little with quick movements". I looked up and there were 8 does circled around the most magnificent buck I have ever seen (to this day!!), and they were coming right to me.
I knew he was mine, everyone would be envious, he will be mounted on my wall. Even the old timers I hunted with never killed anything like THIS!
As I went to take a knee and shoot him, the fence goes "squeeeeeeek".
They stop, alarmed, and I knew it was all over. They slowly turned andtrottedaway. I'll never forget it.