I shot an 8 point last year that caught my breathe on a cold November morning and copped a stare. I was at full draw with a 65% let off 70lb draw bow for what seemed eternity. He looked down and instantly right back up expecting me to move. I waiting until he started walking and said Hey and he stopped and didn't make it 40 yards before he was done.

I had another that looked at me and knew I had no shot due to the twigs and such. I stayed still but he stomped and blew several times to let me know I was there. We then played cat and mouse for the next month and a half, he always seemed to know where I was and would stay far enough away as if he wanted to let me know he was the King of his domain. I will be waiting October 1st in a different location with my climber