A couple of years ago I watched a guy walk through the woods in a pair of jeans and a white t-shirt in early archery season. He was carrying his archery equipment a white bucket and a six-pack. He crosses a creek, walks up the embankment and sits on the bucket that he tucked inside some mountain laurel. Occasion sounds of a top being popped as he went through the cold ones pretty quick. 45 minutes later a 6-point comes down the creek and stops broadside at about 10 yards. His shot was true and the deer dropped about 20 yards after the hit.

Left me in awe.