welli go last day of bowseason, i got a lock on in a cedar over what used to be a corn pile and salt blcok, i havent been at it like i used to so i was feelin a little discouraged. i rolled out alot earlier than i usually do, do to the call of my toilet back at the house. i get there do my buisness and my buddy was huntin up the hollar a ways and on thop of the ridge, he calls and said he had just jumped a decent buck headin my way, i said pal im at the house.he said well he just went under your stand. i was highly upset, no buck to fill my last tag