Had a big 6-point that is well known on our lease (Hill Country) -- which one of my nephews shot at on youth weekend and missed -- within 20 yards of me... with limbs between us. The one lane I didn't clear (because I had the approach points covered to that spot, or so I thought). After watching him for over 5-minutes repeatedly turn broadside to continue eating, I couldn't stand it... I got up off my stool (I ground hunt exclusively) and began inching my way to a spot about 3 yards closer that would offer me a clear shot. Of course, he turned and began walking when I was almost in position, and he busted me. I'm still sick about it. I'm new to all this, especially ground hunting, so lesson learned: be patient and don't succumb to 'buck fever' so easily.
Had a young spike who is always hanging around come within 10 yards on Sunday (he was also hanging around on Saturday), but I keep giving him a pass as watching him has given me lots of good information on favored trails in the area and so forth. Plus, he was shot at once by someone else (arrow merely took some hair on top of his back, we have photos) and was standing next to the aforementioned 6-pt when my nephew shot at him, so he has also had a bullet fly past his head. I figure I don't want to jinx myself, so I leave him be, heh.
Kind of a bad weekend; very little movement, strange weather (windy, cold and sunny on Saturday; hot, muggy, cloudy and way too quiet on Sunday). Friends/relatives hundreds of miles away on another lease (W/NW of Fort Worth) saw absolutely nothing all weekend.