Last year, I was pussy footing up a trail on a dark and dreary afternoon. The kind of dark that sucks the color out of your surroundings, leaving only shadows and silhouettes. As I approached an angled junction in the trail, I all but ran into a black bear heading in the same direction. Unbelievably, there was only 10 yds between us. I saw him, he didn't see me. I slipped an arrow from my Duiker, nocked, drew and center punched him in one smooth, silent motion. Love that quiver.
SBD for sure.