My dad and I had been in the stand for about an hour and had not seen or heard anything but birds, squirrels, turkeys, and just the wind in the trees. It was getting dark and we were getting tired and were just about to leave. We heard leaves rustling and something was walking in the woods. My dad had just asked me if I wanted to leave and I said not just yet.
Out of the woods, my dad pointed out a small buck. He helped my silently move the chair and load the gun. I was so nervous, my hands were shaking and I thought was going to shoot at the