I climbed into my stand one late October (2005) morning and got settled in. About 45 mins or so after daylight I seen two does coming running right at me with a good shooter buck behind them. The does stopped about 10 yards in front of me and the buck stopped right behind them. I drew, placed my pin on the good spot and touched the release. It was at that moment when I realized I never even nocked an arrow that morning.