I don't hunt any more, but when I did, I used to marvel at how it seems that you encounter wild game at the strangest times, especially when you're not looking for them!
I recall many a cold day, waiting for turkeys to appear. Calling them, when you could hear them in the distance chattering, but they sometimes would never come within shooting range (if you've ever hunted them, you quickly find that turkeys are a lot smarter than you think!).
Then, on the way home thawing out the hands and feet, a whole FLOCK of wild turkeys wandering around in the Interstate highway median!
Go figure . . . /bcforum/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/rolleyes.gif