Went out this morning to sit in my ladder stand for a while. When I was about 50 yards from it, I heard big wings and looked up expecting an eagle or turkey, it was neither. It was a vulture that had been sitting in my tree, along with 6 or 7 of his buddies in or near that tree. They all flew off and I went to my stand. About a half hour later, I heard something above me scrape the bark, Mr. Vulture was back.
I waved at him to get him to leave-I wasn't interested in having vulture droppings on me. His response was to start puking rotten meat at me. It was hitting 4 or 5 feet away-way, way too close!!! I waved both arms and he finally got the message and left. Being downwind of buzzard barf is most fowl-I wouldn't recommend it as cover scent!! I spent the rest of the morning looking for vultures more than deer.