Yesterday was the last day of archery here. Due to abnormal southern winds I had to sit my "robin" stand. (Very dense area, in early fall the robins would roost here by the thousands). I nestled in, and soon after first light a small hawk silently swooped into the branches right in front of me...about ten feet. It was awesome to watch him, he did the same as I did, fluffed himself up and nestled in. He was waiting, just like me in the very same tree. Coolest thing I ever saw. A few minutes later, hoards of chickadees and juncos filtered through the area. The very shooting lane that I was hunting over was his ambush spot also. He dusted off four juncos that morning, diving down and nailing them in the deer trail as they filtered through. Then brought them up to chow down on the same branch. After about an hour he took off to do what hawks do. When I finally climbed down, deerless not only for the day...but for the season, I wondered how my own hunting would change if I needed to hunt for survival much like brother hawk. He did a helluva lot better than I!!! Time to rethink my strategies, do I give up comfort levels in order to raise my chances? Naw! I'm happy. Nice to have that option isn't it?