Chance number two happened yesterday and I was unable to seal the deal. I was set up inbetween a few bedding areas and had been sitting there since 2. I told dad I had no confidence in the spot but after talking to him i decided to stay put. I couldn't hear very well with the highway 300yards away, a bulldozer a few hundred yards away, a retarted dog and chainsaws. Then right at dark i could hear running on top of the hill. I grabbed my bow and here came 3 does. Rack...Big rack absolute shooter.130-140 ten point following the does. Hes gonna walk right into my opening at 15 yards. I position myself and as soon as he steps into my opening he starts walking fast. I never stop deer but I had to this time. Braaaap......Braaaap....Nothing he kept on going. Then I saw he was gonna hit another "Shooting lane" at 20 yards I yelled "Hey" and he stopped. I pulled back and let the arrow fly.....All looked good until 15 yards out my arrow hit a limb and flew straight in the air. He was gone. Ive been blessed this season and I don't expect anymore chances but thats not gonna stop me from enjoying the rest of my season in the woods.