I was belly crawling to a buck I spotted bedded on a hill last season. I had my bow strapped to my pack, slowly making my way up to him. I came to a point where I couldn't see him anymore, and as I was crawling, I felt like something was watching me. I looked to my right and the buck had come down the hill while l was crawling up, and was standing 50 yrds away, broadside watching me. I couldnt believe the feeling. It was definately a "sixth sense". I let him pass by until he couldnt see me, then put an arrow in him.
