After getting things under control there I set my phone down, it said it was 5:36.
I decided to stand for a while. I would have better view of my surroundings and I would be in better position for a shot.
Holy crap! There's deer! Where did he come from?! I slowly reach for my bow. He's head is behind that big tree, good time to nock an arrow. Young... but definitely a buck looks like a 3x3. The wind and road noise hid any sound of approach. If he gives me a shot I'm taking it. After all it's been 10 years and this would be my first deer from my home state.
He's coming around to the right...that's it...keep coming...no! Don't turn around! He will hit my scent stream if he goes too far that way. He's just standing there...pretty much broadside...looks to be about 15 yds.