I went into what we call 'the bedroom' this morning, an area of super thick and nasty, noisy stuff that our deer use for escape cover, on the chance that I might see a mature buck. As if on cue, I spooked a real stud of a buck, bedded in the very thick stuff. I backed out, but it was a confidence builder to see this big boy, since all I have seen this fall have been little bucks. He will come out to play when he starts chasing the ladies. I will hunt more for a doe and another turkey until the real fun starts in a couple of weeks.