I had a doe and two yearlings come in to my stand opening morning. Just as the big doe was about to step into my shooting lane, the wind swireld and she blew and took her kids with her. This past weekend, the same group came in. This time, the doe picked up my movement as I positioned myself for a shot. Boy, this bowhunting game is tough! I'll be back after them, though. Good luck this fall. I am enjoying every minute of it!
K.K