Well, I started out being excited and full of anticipation, but that all ended when I got to the woods. At first, couldn't find my deer stand. Then I did find it…laying on the ground with one strap missing, the other ratchet undone, and one of the legs broke off. So I sat on a log for about an hour and a half, trying to figure out what happened. Then I walked back out to the cornfield where I came in earlier, and about 40 yards off to my right, lay about 15-20 fresh pumpkins all broken up, about 30 yards in front of a permanent deer blind that had been there for a few years. I figured someone didn't want me hunting close to their baiting operation, so they knocked my stand down. Now I can't hunt there anyway cause it's closer than 300 yards from where my stand had been for several years, and I'm not interested in getting busted for hunting around bait. I guess I'm pretty much screwed for bow season.