I've seen this subject come up over and over and I have to smile at those that poopoo the idea that some animals can "see" things we can't yet have no trouble agreeing they can hear and smell things we can't??? The ol' "I've worn blue jeans and killed lots of deer", there's no way to know how many they didn't see because of it. I've always tried to stay away for the blue side of the spectrum.
With that said, I don't think UV is much of an issue when hunting out of tree stands cause the sky is the source of the scattered UV, it's like looking at a candle in the sun. On the ground in low light conditions it's another story. Once I started paying attention to it by checking my clothes with a black light, it at least seemed my undetected close encounters went up.
A few years ago I had been keeping an eye on a pair of bulls hanging out in draw, a bigun and a smaller one. As the season and the rut progressed, I picked an afternoon to sneek in on them. Starting up the mountain about 3:30 before the thermals shifted to down hill, I knew I'd have to be careful not to get too far too fast and bust them if they were in there. But I did just that, going slow and telling myself to wait, oh just a few more steps...You got it...I busted them. Sticks started cracking below me and the cows a chirping. "Big" boy bugled his indignation at my intrusion as he rounded up his girls. I was kicking myself. I stayed put till the wind started flowing down hill like water and moved to where I'd originally wanted to make my first call. Hoping the big bow was close by I opted to give a couple of cow chirps in the hopes he'd think he had a stray cow and come to round her up. I gave a cow call and the "little" one answered less then 100 yards up hill. Here he comes....I backed under low hanging spruce limbs, slipped off my quiver and laid it aside. Arrow nocked, I'm ready....With the lay of the terrain and trails, I expected to get an 5-6 yard broadside shot. The "little" bull was a decent 5x5 and he hit the bottom of the draw some 40 yards up and proceeded to show off for the girls rakeing an elderberry bush for several minuets. Then here he comes, head on. I'm hunkered down on my knees in the dark shadows with a couple of good shooting gaps with a near horizontal bow. At 8 yards the trail he was on took a right hand turn to give me that broadside shot. At the turn some 8 yards away he froze, glaring right through the spruce limbs at me. I was puzzled as to what had alerted him as I was well hidden and solid as a statue, and wind in my face. Unless it was my pounding heart!?? He glared for some seconds then turned his head a bit only to jerk back around, head down, with a forward step in a false charge, at least I hoped it was false!
I knew at any second he'd turn and give me the shot. 3 more times he did this little step and false charge, obviously trying to get me to move. Something was thinking about moving but it was something he'd smell, not see.
He finally spun around in an instant, not giving me a shot and the encounter was over.
It bugged me as to what he saw that keyed him to my position when I thought I was so well hidden. That evening around a camp fire with several other elk chasers, I broke out the black light, the battery powered kind used for night fishing, to check my clothes. Everything looked fine...But the answer was sticking up out of the back of the truck some 20-30 feet away...My quiver! It was glowing like a neon sign. Not the quiver itself but the cluster of white fletched arrows and "floresent" nocks. I failed to lay my quiver around behind the tree instead just laying it on the ground within my reach. I have no doubt that is what he keyed on even though it surely wasn't moving. I now check ALL my equipment. I still use white fletch occasionally but treating it with the UV blocker difinately cuts down the glow under UV conditions without changing it's appearance to the human eye. I now lay 1 arrow out within reach instead of having a cluster of bright colors....O.L.