sitting in the stand and just watching the paths for some deer. This particular spot was a perfect funnel unless the deer wanted to go swimming. So there I sat when a nice 8 pointer starts walking up along the waters edge in plain sight. He was munching away at acorns like a vacuum cleaner. I had to stand up and turn to take the shot, got the quiver all up into a small limb with leaves on it making a little bit of noise. After a few minutes he went back to munching, and I had no shot, waited some more and finally he walked into a clear spot.

In my mind I kept telling myself he was right at 20 yards.. 20 yards.. 20 yards... Sure enough threw the 30yrd sight on him and let it fly..

Arrow skipped right across the top of his back fluffing up some fur and thats it. Deer ran never to be seen, and one good Slick Trick found the rocky ground destroying it.