Let me add a little story to this hunt. Joe and I hunted that morning at different places and neither one of us saw a deer. 30-40 mph winds to boot... So we thought and thought of places for him to go and hunt and we both decided that we couldn't think of a spot for him to go so he stayed home and beat his meat...lol.... He asked where I was gonna go and I had no idea where to go. Then while driving I thought of this corn field that is totally surrounded by trees and I knew the wind would not be so bad there. I have stayed out of this place all summer and fall. (Let this be a little reminder for all you guys... Keep a place like this.) So I get dressed, pack my sticks and stand on my back and head off. Its getting to be about 5:10 or so. I'm walking this corn edge and there is deer tracks all over the place. I walk a little farther and see a rub that had been recently done. So I walk about 200 more yards back in a pinch point and I find one heck of a deer trail. Find a tree that would be perfect for the nnw wind we had and climb up and hang my stand. I get situated and look at my phone and its 5:35. I've made it in pretty good time. I'm texting with Joe, Finelyshedded and my buddy Jason the whole time I'm in the tree. So that all stops and things start to settle down and about 6:40 I spot movement to my sw. I get a glimpse of antler and I think that might be a shooter. So I grab my bow and stand up. He walks away from me and I still can't make out which buck it is because he is behind honeysuckle. He keeps going and disappears so I sit back down and hang my bow back on the limb. I'm sitting here wandering where in the heck did he go??? About 20 minutes later I hear something and look over he is coming right toward me walking fairly fast. Before I know it he is 7 or 8 yards directly in front of me walking toward the nw. I'm thinking what do I do??? He passes and then he cuts to the ne to rub his antlers in some limbs. I'm still second guessing myself about what to do. So I reach over grab my bow, put my release on the string before I move it off the limb and while I'm taking the bow off the limb I'm drawing back at the same time and I let er fly. Hit him perfectly. (Kinda hard to mess up a 15 yard shot though...Oh wait... Sorry finelyshedded...lol) He went about 50 yards and crashed. So I lower my bow climb down and walk right up to him and he's dead. No sittin around and waiting to track this one...lol... That's how she went... Thanks again fellas...