Years ago when I lived in Nebraska I was doing some preseason scouting with a friend. We went out to an area in between the center pivots that grown up in trees and tall grass and jumped two nice whitetails. One was at least a 12 point and was one of those deer that was 250 lbs. So in a month or two that was going to be my hot spot to wait for the deer to come back to bed in the morning.


Once the bow season came around I saw the same deer about 75 yards but he knew something was wrong and wouldn't come back in the area or come by the tree. So a couple weeks went by and I tried a stalk in area. Made a couple passes in and out with no luck, but something gave me a feeling I needed to walk back thru the area. Got about five foot from where I had been 5 minutes previously and got to this tall tuft of grass and this 250 lb. deer jump up five foot in front me and scared the crap out me. I couldn't believe I walked that close to a buck that big and and never spotted it twice within five foot! There was no way to get a shot off after that. Never did see that deer again, I guess he headed out into the sand hills.