Approaching the stand, quite honestly I was looking more for snakes then for deer. Another bedded deer jumped up and ran up hill. Darn, I am bumping them left and right tonight.
And the night just sort of passed. At one point I had a deer some where near, behind me in heavy cover my eyes couldn't see into. I could hear it walking and making the snuffling noises they make when scent checking the ground. But I never laid eyes on it. The sun set, I walked back, and bumped another deer. The lights were on in the yurt, I could hear laughter and celebrations going on. The boys were having fun!