So much for no rain today! But wouldn't have missed this morning in the woods for nothing. I felt the first couple drops and mumbled to myself. Then it stared to come down pretty good. I was about to pack it in when I saw a deer trotting up through the thick brush. I was a small buck - looked like a 5 point. I grabbed my bow off the hook and seconds later here came two more. One a nice, looked to be, 8 point and another a really good 8 point - maybe more. They went right past me and disappeared in all the young saplings. I grunted a couple times and the 2 bigger boys came back down. But they would not commit. After hanging around for about 15 mins or so they started to walk back up. I grunted again and same thing. This cat and mouse game went on for over an hour until they finally had enough and couldn't see the "buck" that was making all the noise. They eased back up the mountain. I waited about 1/2 hour and sneaked out - soaked to the skin. My bare hand felt like it was frozen to the bow's grip holding it that long. The big one actually got within 25 yards of me but it was so thick that there was no chance for a clean shot. And he was too nice to wound and lose so taking a chance never crossed my mind. Either a clean shot or nothing.