I went stump shooting the other day and went looking for this!
The buck I killed this year I grunted him in from across a swamp, he stopped here for a minute to make this rub, I watched him make it, I grunted again and he came right to me!
If you look to the left of the tree that the rub is in, the first tree leaning away from my bow limb is the tree I was sitting in. Off the right side, the dark tree leaning in thats just above the beaver balls on my string is where he was standing when I put the arrow thru him! It was pretty awesome to go back there and hang out for a bit!