Saturday I was in my usual spot at the county park I hunt. Not as many hunters this weekend, but their presense was definately felt, watching one fumble to his stand not more than 100 yards from my spot, white flashlight blarring all the way..and another crashing through the woods to my west...so I had a feeling that mornings hunt would be fruitless. Yet a nice doe came by providing the perfect broadside shot..she actually came right to my tree but was none the wiser, so my scent routine is working well. i let her walk as right now I'm more interested in getting a buck,Glassed a spike in the distance but he neve came within shooting range..I'd of passed on him anyway. I left the woods at 10am, just as it started to rain and so I'd have time to scout another piece of public property that affords Sunday Bowhunting. My maps spots were good as there was good sign and well worn trails. I found three spots and set up in the most promising of the three Sunday morning. It was a stream crossing with intersecting trails...only problem was finding a suitable tree to hang my sstand from. I did find one but unfortunately it had a lean and would only allow me to clime to 12 ft. I sat there Sunday morning...temp was hovering just above 40...it was cooler than it had been in some time and i figured the deer would be moving. Shortly after sunrise I noticed movement to my front and a nice fat doe came into range, turned broadside about 10 yrds out and then stopped, looked up and saw me...she could not quite make out what I was, but was unable to wind me. She wasn't sure what I was but was nervous nevertheless, and bolted. No matter I was not planning to shoot her anyway. That was the only sighting I had all morning and came off stand around noon. I discovered cornfields on another section of the land and scouted the woods leading to them, only to find two huge oaks and the ground littered with acorns...untouched. So for the evenings hunt I hanged my stand in that spot, wondering if they moved later. The afternoon came and went without a single sighting...which I found perplexing? Perhaps it was the loud engines of hot rods and dirt bikes that caused them to steer clear of the area. I'l be revisiting the first spot in the middle of the week.