Back to back years for me, 1991-92
Same day: Opening Sunday of Indiana bow season
Same conditions: Could not hunt Saturday, got rained out Sunday morning, went out Sunday afternoon
In the first instance, a nice buck came in at sundown, I shot him and he took off. I found the arrow, but no trail. I was beginning to despair, when I looked out in the middle of a neighboring field and found him. He was too big for me to lift into my truck, so the farmer came out with his front loader.
The next year, I had just made it up the tree when a nice buck came past. I still did not have my bow hoisted. About 5 minutes later a bigger buck came up the same trail and stopped at the same place the buck the year before had stood. This one went about 20 yards with a gusher spraying the trees.
When it was over I'd spent a total of 6 hours hunting over two years with two nice bucks to show for it.
. . . and I was never so miserable.