Went out for my lasthunt of the season yesterday afternoon. I got out nice and early so I can get all settled in my Summit. I unpack my climber, wrap the cables around the tree, and ready to get climbing. The wind was doing some strange things and I finally decide it's not a very good wind at all for that tree.
Sooooooooooo I unwrap and lug it about 100 yards away where the wind will be in my favor better. And of course sure enough about an hour after I get setup look at what comes walking through. A BIG racked 10 pointer about 20 yards away from the tree I was originally going to climb[:@][8D]. After he cleared and wasn't going to head my way, I just put my hands in my face and had a good laugh. Oh well.... go with the first instincts I guess.

The good new is he's still walking around with the last day of late archery/muzzleloader today in NY. I think I'm about the only one left in the woods in my county which is good. The bad news......... I'm an idiot![:@]