MOUNT PLEASANT, Mich. -- Busted!
Only 25 yards away and nibbling steadily closer, the big doe grazing on the left already had been converted into 50 pounds of chops, steaks, roasts and venison burger in my mind when something caught her eye.
She gave me a laser stare for 10 seconds without raising her head, then whistled an alarm snort, wheeled and bounded over the side of the hill with her two companions hot on her heels.
I thought I was pretty well camouflaged in my tree, which was at the edge of an open area with a thick screen of leaves behind the stand to help hide movement. But she apparently picked up something when I turned on the camera to take a photograph.