I didn't finish that year for whatever reason, the last eve they were there, the young guy who just stared with trad stuff asked me, where would you go?
With the wind, I told him if I was a deer, I would ease out of the downwind edge of the big cedar patch where I laid up during the 35 mph winds just before dark.
He slipped in there in the afternoon and sat up by a pinoak with lots of drooping limbs. 2 big toms showed up and once were 12 feet from him,but he didn't move for fear of them spookin everything in the cover.
Just after that, 4 bucks showed up 20 yards south of him, so here we are . Bucks at 20 yds, the dang turkeys at 10. So he sat and watched the bucks walk on past , then the turkeys went on to roost.
He said one of the bucks was like a muley, wide and tall. He is now hooked on whitetails and trad bows!!
He killed 2 whitetails from the ground last year with a ghille suit.
Sorry for the long story, I told it as it was told to me by a new trad addict. :D