I had a great hunt Sunday. I went to a stand that has always been good but saw no sign. Decided to relocate and on the walk out stumbled across a very hot spot. I backed up against a gnarly Osage and waited about 10 minutes and did a long grunt with my mouth. I heard a noise and shifted to my right but saw nothing. Looking back to my left was a nice buck walking straight to me at less than 20 yards. He stopped , hooked a limb and started a scrape. He was pissed. He then turned broadside at 10 yards. I took careful aim and sailed a hand made sitka shaft over his back. It would have been perfect had he been 40 yards out. I love it.