My deer hunting partner and I have spent plenty of hours in the woods out back this year and have only seen a couple of does on a few occasions. We were out again this morning for a couple of hours and got skunked... again. He dropped me off at my place and headed to his place, which is just on the other side of the woods from my house. He called about 10 minutes later and says "You'll never guess what just happened". As he turned into his driveway, a large, massive beamed 8 pointer is standing amongst the trees in his front yard. As he drove up it ran across the road and headed in my direction. If I had stayed out there in my tree stand he would have run right by me. We've been looking for that 8 pointer for 2 years now and this is the first time either of us have seen him since early last year. Oh well... there's always next year.