Yeah, that calender consists of a sudden influx of sticking hunters. The woods have had a "clean", natural aroma for the last nine months. Now, all at once, it reaks of black powder, cigarette smoke, chewing tobacco, gas and those sticking hunters.
It was a still morning this morning, no breeze what so ever. The fog just hanging in place. Wouldn't you know it, the deer walk out directly under my stand, not ten yards distance. One shooter doe and a spike buck walk out into the clearing and throw their heads up, doing the trademark head bob trying to figure out where I am located. It doesn't take but a minute, then they back track into the cutover. That's hunting.
The does figure out pretty quickly they are being hunted during the doe season. That's why we try to shoot the does we want out of the herd early in the season during bow and muzzy season. I haven't had any luck yet.