I got home at 5:44 and my wife said that she saw a buck cross the road so, I figured they were on their feet. I threw my camo on, grabbed my bow and headed to my new set at a creek intersection. At 6:11 #2 on my list strolled by at 18 yrs. He was quartering away. Didn't make the shot I would have liked but, he made it 75 yards to a 25' deep ditch and I spent a couple hours getting him out. Can't post pics.