I never used to pee anywhere near my stand. All that I carried in was carried out...if you get my drift. This January I had grown tired of trying to pee in the bottle, fumbling around with gloves, all the extra clothing, etc. I can put on more clothes than it seems I have, well, you know.....plumbing. Especially if I'm really cold.
So, I decide to let her fly off my stand, devil may care where it fell. I covered a small oak tree pretty well, creating what must have been the world's largest tink bomb, and sat back down. Within 10 minutes I had a big 7 pt come by, downwind, within 5 yds of the "pee tree". He never paid the slightest bit of attention to it.
It cost him dearly.