Well my morning was bitter sweet. Just after 8am I noticed a little buck feeding behind me, I picked my bow up just in case he had company. I watched him for a few and lost sight of him. I turned my head forward and one of my target bucks was walking through a shooting lane between the corn and wood edge. By the time I seen him he was almost through it and I didn't have time to draw and get on him. I could just puke, but the good thing is he had no idea I was there. I know right where he is bedded within a 100 yds of my stand. I have a good feeling he is going to be coming back through this evening and I'll be ready.