Back from my annual Northern AB whitey hunt. Back in 248 for tonight's sit. We went behind the ole hay bale and saw a doe that was being harassed by a small buck. My wife and I rolled the bale a little closer to where they cross as that is a fork in the trail. Up the odds a bit. Prior to that they escaped out of range and unharmed. Well that's a matter of opinion as that skippy little buck was sure being forward....