Thanks. I was heading to a spot I always bow hunt at some point in time during the season. On one side is a small field with sawtooth oaks in it and on the other is a small power line with a lot of laurel oaks that are loaded this year. Can only hunt it on a south or east wind. I eased on in there at 2:30 and there was a small 4pt with a doe standing under one of the laurel oaks. It took me about 30 minutes to crawl to my spot on the ground. They both bedded up just out of my sight but I knew they could see me if I was standing up. I finally got situated and at about 4:30, a big gust of wind came up and I could hear a bunch of acorns hitting the ground. I waited about a minute and then hit the grunt twice. It wasn't another minute then here they come up to the tree. I drew back and was shaking so bad I couldn't get the bow back in time. I had to sit there and watch em for a minute until she finally stepped in the shooting lane again. This time I was able to get the bow back with no problem and it was a 20 yard shot. I hit a small dead vine that was in they way. It was about the size of a small stirring straw. It was big enough to deflect it down just a tad but not enough to miss her. She ran 75 yards and didn't have much of a blood trail at all. I had just about given up looking for her when I decided to take the long way back and she was layed up in the middle of a dried up slough. I was tickled to get her. First one I ever killed and recovered on opening day of bow season.