A couple of years ago while bow hunting on the ground from a deadfall, I noticed a big doe exiting the pine thicket and heading my way. I was about 15 yards off the trail I thought she would use. I watched her feed along the trail. I got ready and drew as she got to about ten yards from the dead fall. Instead of taking the trail, she cut a path through the dead fall. When she came through the limbs she was about 2 feet in front of me. When I released the arrow it immediatly stuck in a branch on the other side of her and her blood splattered on my boots and clothes.