You guys just haven't properly thought this through. Let me ed-u-ma-kate you.

Opening day is the day guys start to (attempt to) quietly creep around in the woods. Now, you can bet that every animal out there knows that any critterthat's trying to be quiet is likely to be dangerous, and will avoid it like the plague.

Gander was able to get those pictures becausehe was clomping along not worrying about noise, probably smelling like a McDonalds' cheeseburger, smoking a cigarette, whistling and farting. Those ladies knew they had nothing to fear from such a critter. That's why on opening day I sit out in the open on a shiny aluminum lawn chair and bring along my ancient transistor radio and a small ice chest. As I sit there smoking my pipe and listening to a ball game while sipping a beer, I usually get my first deer of the season (don't even think about wearing camo - it'll ruin your hunt).