Opening day of West Virginia's bow season did not go well for me as I spent the morning hours without seeing a deer, and the evening ones without having any close enough to shoot with a bow.
But some days are like that.
By far the most interesting thing that happened was my watching a raccoon Saturday morning. The animal came down the Monroe County mountain where I was hunting and walked right toward my stand. When he reached a log where I had placed my bow in preparation for using a haul rope to lift it into my stand, the raccoon stopped, took a long sniff then turned and scudded quickly back up the mountain.
Just that little whiff of human scent was enough to send the raccoon on its way...absolutely fascinating.