I got one too. SIx years ago, I was so poor I couldnt aford a tree stand. I set up under a tree that grew between two indian mounds. I got there one morning in early november and threw out a cotton ball 20 yds from me with some james valley scent on it. I usually sat on myknees with my bow infrom of me. Well I was dead tired after about a halfhour and gave in to it. I sat down with my back against the tree and passed out. I woke up notfive minutes later to the sound of leaves crunching. I looked over to where I put my scent ball and there he was, A big 140+" 8 point with his head down smellin'the james valley. I couldnt move to set up cause my legs were straight outin front of me in the crunchy leaves. I gruntted at him as he walked away and he paid me no mind at all. He walked straight away from me following the creek bed till he was 100+yds away. Then he turned around and started heading right back to me. I thought "this was it man, He's gonna walk right back to me" he got about 50yds from me looked across the creek to his left, and spotted two does. They seen him and tried to run to there right and he bolted the same way. Then they tried to run to there left , he did the same. They took off running straight away from me and he jumpped the creek and was in hot pursuit!!! I wanted to cryTwenty minutes later, A smaller 8 came blazzin down the side of the field straight to me from the direction the big boy just went. He looked as if he justgot his but kicked..He stopped right in the middle of the creek twenty yards from me. I drew, stepped forward out of my clear circle, got on him and then.........A stick broke under my lead foot......He bolted....... I think I messed up as much as I could that morning, but I wouldnt trade those memorries for nothing!!!!!!!