I got er done. I thought my hunting season was over after 9 arrows fired in September only resulted in one dead buck and finishing my dads buck off. (I got a new bow, left handed this time around, and am shooting every day, although most of the misses were due to hitting my sight on a rock or the arrow hitting branches). I got permission to work from home in Georgia the next two weeks. So far I’ve spent 2 hours in the stand and killed a buck and a doe. I’ll elaborate on this morning later, it was one of the coolest rut experiences I’ve ever had.