About 10 years ago I climbed up a tree about daybreak. I started hearing loud crashing and banging going on and it wouldn't stop. I never could see anything and it wasn't far behind me. After about an hour of it, I couldn't stand it. I climbed down quietly and put the sneak on. I slipped through the small point of planted pines and found two bucks locked up! They were both tired as hell! So I slip up
to brace on a tree, only about 50 yds away from them. I picked out what I thought was the biggest one and just as I was about to find them in the scope, they stumbled across a downed log and that separated them! They both wobbled on off. No shots from me. I was just in awe.