Some times you just cant avoid it. Years ago i had scouted a place on a hill that had an old oil well road running to the top of it. The well had been caped and no longer used. I had placed a stand about 50 yards from it where nasty thicket and open woods met. It was ate up with big rubs. Opening day of gun season <years ago was going to find me there. I was to walk in on the well road then cut in to my stand. As i neared the summit i started seeing lights and hearing noise. It was a fresh deer camp that had just rolled in the night before [:@]I told the guys i had a stand in there andnot to mess with it because i was going elsewhere and would return to take it down. I killed a small 1.5 buck that morning but when i returned to get my stand they said a huge buck had ran past them in there stands with them missing and strolled past where i should have been [:@]you just never know where