So here's what happens. I'll make it a two parter since apparently some of you are clicking refresh just to hear it - I appreciate that

I won't pull a Coonie.
Went out at 11 this morning and met with Redcloud, got permission, walked the property with him, check the cams, saw the stands. I tell you what fellas - it takes a helluva man to say "here, here, and here" - good luck, have fun to his best hunting properties. I cannot say thank you enough Adam.
Had to run around a bit afterwards but got in the stand at 2. To sum, it's in the corner of a cut corn field. At 3:30 I had a medium sized doe come out of the opening in the woods at about 35 yards. Remember - I'm comfortable to 25/30. She walked out and munches around for about 15 minutes. There probably was a shot right as she walked into the field but I was shaking like a leaf. Like a hickory smelled leaf

She never looked at me. So she starts going the other way and I literally slumped my shoulders, bummed. I'm completely cool now.
She goes to the original edge of the woods and and starts to sniff around and works her way back to the opening. Great. She walks past it and starts getting closer....she makes her way to the very corner, 15 yards, and steps in broadside.
I pulled my bow back, got halfway through my draw, and realized that my arrow was still in the whisker biscuit... WTF! Somehow when I turned I bumped the arrow off, that's my best guess. I let off and slipped the arrow back on, but by then she was in cover. I watched her for about 20 more minutes and she didn't smell me or anything, just moseying around.
Needless to say, I was bummed and heartbroken - a good shot on a nice deer, at an hour and a half into my bow hunting debut...