now for the rest of the story....
the bear is moving in to the bait, standing broadside and I'm aiming at the chest....the bow is half drawn and then the bear moves his near leg forward, exposing more chest. I switched my aim mid-draw to compensate, which is a no-no, and since my concentration is compromised, the arrow didn't go where I aimed...
the bear didn't wait around to discuss my options for a retry, and I started wiping the egg off my face and then commenced the butt-chewing process.....
even though my butt was seated only 7' up, next week I'm on the ground with both feet....after this episode I remembered why I dislike treestands. I'm much better at reacting and concentrating with both feet on terra-firma than I am perched up above like a vulture...
It is cool to watch these awesome animals at 10 yards, and have them walk by without spooking at my white glass bow, unpainted face, jeans, etc...