After a morning hunt and failing to see any deer from my stand, I got down and decided to do a little scouting. As I eased through the river bottom, I noticed two deer chasing and paralleling my position. The lead doe, followed by a spike buck, turned and began coming my way. At this point, I had my tree stand, climbing sticks and pack on my back so I knelt down and nocked an arrow. The doe came running up and threw on the brakes somewhere between 5-10 yards. I was already at full draw when she stopped and stared at me. The angle was poor as she only offered me a straight on shot. Tempted at the chip-shot distance, I chose to pass on the shot. Knowing my luck, nothing good would come from taking that shot. I guess my out-of-state tags will have to remain unpunched a little bit longer.