So, bow season started in NY and this past Saturday was my first time out. I've got 3 stands, a favorite hill side place to sit, and a couple other favorite wooded spots to sit. For the morning I decided to go to the ladder stand I had set up in a nice spot a few weeks ago, with a buck rub near. Yup, face to the wind, got there before sunrise. Sat as still as I could, just moving my eyes, and ever so slowly turning my head to get about 180 degree of good vision. If anything was behind me, I generally didn't turn to look. If it was a deer, it had probably smelled me and was looking for me to move to confirm suspicion. If it came around to the front then I'd have a chance for a shot. So, no need to turn my body and look behind. Doe came from the front, within 20 yards, walked past and then around behind me, obviously smelled me then. Kept stamping her feet to get me to move and look. But I don't play that game sister. My goodness, she kept it up for at least 15 minutes. Then she walked up on the stone fence under my tree, and I could hear the stones moving, then she walked away, I finally turned to watch her walking away. 30 minutes later a button buck followed generally the same path, then circled around directly in front of me as he passed under the stand. Maybe 15 feet away and right in front of me, with him looking up at me every so often. Could see a line of what appeared ruffed fur on his back that was actually left over spots filled in with the winter coat. He turned away, and I was never intent on taking him anyway. In the afternoon, sat on a hill side, looking into the wind. Darned doe walked up downwind of me. She smelled me but could not find me. She didn't seem too alerted, and I didn't think she was going to come in front, so I slowly turned to take a look. She looked at me, but didn't see me. She was nice broadside within 20 yards, but leary. She was good size and I made a move on her and played the game of bringing up my bow when her head was behind a tree. I had to get my whole body pivoted around to face her without making any noise, and without her seeing me. But I think my heart was pounding too loud. And when she passed the tree she looked back at me, now holding that bow up and facing her. Not drawn yet. But the bow was starting to shake a bit as she stared me down on and off for about 10 minutes. Jeepers, just run off if you're going to, I thought. Waited for her to move just to the next tree so I could get a chance to draw when her head was behind it. Come, on, just another step... but it never happened. She started to twitch her tail and walk off. Heading back as it was getting near sundown, I was exiting the woods by walking through a bit of swamp area next to my woods, walking quiet so as to not spook the deer out feeding in the field, but not trying to get them, I get to the grass path along the outside of my pasture fence, and guess who starts walking out from the woods? It's Mr 4 point that I've been watching every day for the past couple months with the binoculars. He walks out, sees me and says "D'oh!". I had heard him and had my bow raised but not drawn (in retrospect I should have had it drawn). He was maybe 10 to 15 yards away. Again, we're playing that old familar game. He's looking at me but can't see me or hear me. My bow's starting to shake after 5 or more minutes. Stomping his feet, not sure, still looking at me. Finally he decides to turn around and go back in the woods. I hear him and where he's going. I don't move. He's not running off or anything. He gets no sound from me, so he decides to come back out in a different spot just the other side of me. Again, I'm ready for him with my bow up (but not drawn, should have had it drawn). He starts to come out in the other spot and then looks at me again as if to say (Oh crap, you're still here?!). He goes back in the woods again. Getting dark. I hear him, but guess nothing I can do about it, he'll come out somewhere else but it is now past sundown. So I just walk the rest of the way home. Oh, well, another day.