A few years back. A friend and I were walking into the woods, about 100 yds from where we parked. Talking and joking. He stopped in front of me and turned around to say something and we both saw a big doe walking right at us in the middle of the afternoon. We froze and she kept walking until she was 10 feet away and stopped to look at us. We all looked at each other. I said shoot. My friend said I don't have my release, you shoot. I didn't have mine either. We looked back at the doe, and she turned and walked away. To this day I think that doe thinks we were retards out walking in the woods. We laugh about it everytime.
It's not always about the kill, It's the stories that we come back for.