I took my boys out today so that my oldest son could set his fox traps. Of course, on Sunday, I would see a buck! He stepped out onto the walking path and stared at us for a while before leaping away. He must have known it was Sunday and that I didn't have my crossbow. It has been happening every single time. I go sit in the woods for hours and see nothing. When i go for a hike with my dog and loud kids, without a weapon, they come out. Ugh!!! Lol, I'm waiting for my moment.