I was heading to my stand, when I see this man up in a treestand about 100yds away. This is private land, and noone else in our group was down to camp hunting. So I planned on sneaking over and kicking the B@#*^$D off!. I got within 50yds, and using my binoculars see its my brother. He must have come down while I was out to surprise me. So thinking of a way to surprise him, he begans climbing down, and removing his portable stand making some clanging noises. So I give him a few grunts. Talk about a hunter caught in a bad situation. He instantly stops, looking around like crazy. I even heard him say S#@T! I grunt couple more times. Now he' s trying to put his stand back onto the tree. I' m behind a large tree among some brush & saplings. I then push a sapling back & forth like its being rubbed. Man was he going nuts, looking. By now he' s refastening his stand. By the time this was over. I had him in his stand pulling his bow back up, laughing my butt off. He musta heard me trying to not giggle to loud. Because he finally yelled back. You son of a B#&@h!!!!!