So the Rut is on in my town and it ruined my hunt tonight dang it. I was all set up like clockwork by 2:30 on the ground looking like a shrub about twenty feet from his best scrape and bedding area, the wind in my face.It was the perfect set up. I was so confident in my scent control after I had to convince myself NOT to jump if the squirrel on the ground behind me climbed up my back. He didn't but he did jump on the tree I was leaning on and I could see his paw out of the corner of my eye. TWICE...Any way at about 6:30 I saw some does come out of the corn and go down the edge and I'm too far for them but haven't seen Party Boy yet and its getting late. Not ten minutes after the does came and went Here he comes crashing out of the corn, head down, grunting at a full trot after those does. I think I heard him grunting all the way to Cleveland!! And unfortunately he didn't give a rats ass about his scrapes:tantrum: