It was November 10, 2007. I knew the Ohio rut was in full swing but didn't see many signs of it. I headed to my treestand that I hung the night before and was late getting into the woods that day, a bit concened but I went ahead with it. I was sitting for about 2 hrs and didn't see a single deer. Did a bleat/grunt series and behind me I heard a deer trotting and grunting. I turned to my right to see this guy coming down the trail to my right and he continued to go right past me. I hit my grunt again, he came back and stopped and presented a 27yd shot. I let the arrow fly and the picture tells the rest.