If we've never met, or this happens to be the first post you read here, know that this sums up my entire career...
No sign of a deer and by 5:15, I couldn't see my pins in the blind. A quick scan with eyes and ears said it was safe to leave, so I walked the 100 yards back to the house. I shut the chickens up, let the dogs out and head upstairs. I look out the kitchen window and sure as shit, there he stands. Still had 10 minutes of legal light. [emoji23]
He spent 25 minutes at the corn, so I know he's comfortable back there. I'll catch him another night. Maybe.