Well, for me I found this one spot where it was hot with a huge fresh scrape and big rub. I walked around found the perfect tree, a black locust tree. I took my time and got my stand set. I sat there and had doe come in from the front and actually peed in the scrape. She then stepped out of the scrape and froze looking my way. I slowly looked to my left and down by my tree was a massive ten pointer. I figured he would take off chasing the doe. instead they slowly danced in a circle. She ended up close to the tree 10 yards and the buck was by the scrape 30 yards. So no I had to decide, I want a sure thing meat, or a Then after blowing the shot and sitting there sulking. I heard a crunch, there was the doe still down there. I must of found the one deaf deer in the area. I nocked and arrow and tried swinging behind to my left for the shot, and I said owe. Remember black locust tree, I forgot to trim for a back shot. I kept trying to get lined up and leaning out. Then she finally got to the point I could get drew back, then the buck came back and chased her off. So, not my day am sure not the only one. That is why we call it bowhunting.