Well, I'd been hearing the tales from the hired men about a real brute in my hunting location. Went hunting last night. Beautiful evening, no wind and I had taken all scent precautions. Had a fawn bed under my stand and was watching several does and two young bucks in the alfalfa field in front of me. Behind me is a thick area of woods used by the deer for bedding. I heard a very light snap and (dang it) instictively turned my head completely around through the tree to see him. A giant ten point. He's staring at me at twenty yards. Well we now are in the usual stare down. After at least five minutes I can't hold any more. My neck is burning and I'm shaking like the girls at Hooters. The dang deer will not move. Finally, I give up and turn my head about two inches, glance back and see his tail moving away. He didn't run, but I was definately had.

Now what? I'm thinking of moving my stand. I believe I just gave a refresher course to an already educated deer. What do you think?