Well, I blew an "easy" one tonight. Right at the last 10 min. of shooting light I had two mature does coming towards me. I prepared for a shot as they walked under an over hanging branch of the tree I was sitting in. The first one stepped in to my shooting lane at 15 yds. and I made a soft whistle to stop her. She came to a halt giving me a perfect broadside 15 yd. shot. As I was drawing I was already making plans to fire up the grill when I got home, instead of picking a tiny spot behind her shoulder as I should have been. I am sure the look on my face was priceless as the arrow passed harmlessly under her chest. Instead of fresh grilled tenderloin I am having a nice big slice of humble pie right now. I had to chuckle as her and her buddy bounded off about 30 yds. and stopped to alarm blow for about 10 min. straight before leaving the area.

So there you have it. A perfect case of lack of concentration and counting your chickens before they're hatched. I am heading back in the morning to a different area. Hopefully the fresh taste of that pie in my mouth will help me remember to focus, focus, focus, should I be given a chance at redemption.