 I was a little bit hurried. He sort of made me break one of my cardinal rules about setting up in the woods. I try to never set up too close to the lip of the hill. But I could see the bird, and he's coming right down the ridge to me, and I'm thinking everything is great. And right at the last second, like right at 50 yards, just before he gets in range, he sort of flanks me and goes to his right, my left, and out of sight.