I went archery hunting tonight with my dad. We went out and sat for about 5 hours. So I asked my dad if he wanted to play I-Spy because I was getting bored just sitting there. He said that he didn't feel like it and not 45 seconds later at 6:23 pm a big buck came in. I got on my knees to get a good shot. The deer started walking around nervously. He stood there looking at our blind but never knew what we were. Dad ranged him with a rangefinder and said he was 30 yards away. The most yards I've practiced at was 25 yards. Even he though he was only 5 yards out of my comfort zone I didn't want to take a shot and possibly miss or wound him. We've had pictures of him on our trail camera. Here is one of him...