Last time out, I nearly step on a smaller 8 pointer. It took two hops across some belly deep water, most of the stream this year is ankle deep, to a long high sandbar. It stopped just 18 yards from me and looked back and commenced doing its afternoon wake-up routine. Normally with my yew longbow, I anchor about a quarter of a second. This time I snapped up the bow, drew dead on, and the thought of where this deer would go after I shot it and held, thinking about that deeper than expected water and then the 23" wide 12 pointer. Later I came across a 4x3 that was at first 45 yards away and then came to within 20 yards of me, I did not draw on him, fearing that I would shoot. Come some cold day in late season, I may regret that not shooting part.