BLB- What kind of blind do you use? When I go out I bring a 24 0z bottle of Wildlife Research Scent Killer, hose it down, and put on some cover scent. Did You not take care of you and your son's scent? Here is my report: Fun, but Depressing. Saturday night we didn't see a deer until a quarter to 6. We saw fifteen or twenty different does and fawns, two bucks, Buckzilla is the name for the one, g2's are probably 14 inches tall, they are huge. Passed on the does in range, breaking our promise to whack the first doe we saw, but with him there it was hard to want to shoot a doe. By the way, he came out like he usually does and worked the center of the field all the way down to the pond, by the time he got there it was too dark though. Lots of turkeys and pheasants, we were de-scenting after the evening and had a doe and two fawns come to about fifty yards away from the truck. Pulled out and they ran between us and the house. Sunday morning found me in stand by 5 am, buddy mike in the Matrix at the same time, they were already out in the fields, spooked one getting out to my stand. As the light was coming through the trees I seen something that wasn't right on the bow, realized my peep cut through the string, so a brand new Vapor Trail VTX was junk, oh well. Drove to Cabelas, nothing, by the way the guy there was the most unintelligent waste of time, GanderMountain in Lakeville, nothing, B and B in Fairibault nothing, drove up to Sportsman's and put on a Winner's Choice (ugh) to get me through the evening, called Jared with VT on the way back, it will be done Monday (SWEET) hauled my butt back down there, passed Rich4walleyes on the way, get down there at 2:30 to see buckzilla bedded down in the middle of the field, wind being right I snuck around the corn field to get to my stand so they wouldn't wind or see me. 75 yards out. Turkeys were all around us. Climb up and sit down, without even being looked at and this guy comes down to the fenceline, at 5:30 pm he starts to make shooting lanes. 5:45 he comes back out, 80 yards from my buddy in his blind, has a smoke, totally scents the whole field the deer sneak out between us, he goes back to the car, grabs a stand walks the half mile back out, hangs the stand, walks back to his car, puts on camo and grabs his bow at 7 pm in the evening and totally blows our evening hunt. Here is the Kicker, he was 387 yards away according to the range finder, not only was he outlined by the tree, you could see his WHITE SOCKS, TENNIS SHOES AND HIS UNDERSHIRT. Get real guy, you just blew our evening hunt and he wants to discuss what "OUR" next game plan, get bent pal. We left a little [PoorWordUsage]ed off needless to say. After having the wind switch to our favor, covering our outs with scents, and re-adjusting stands to accomodate the night before and this guy comes out and screws it up, really really depressing needless to say.