It days like that that make it worth while. The ups and downs of " just a few more yards." Your heart pumping as the bucks draw near. Then it all goes away as the deer slowly walk away. That's it's called hunting. I know I can sit all day just watching the wildlife, but I still like to fill the freezer too.
My last days were three days of squirrels followed by a single doe that bedded 15 yards from my stand right behind a pine tree. No shot opportunities. Then at sundown she got up, and started browsing directly away from me. I never got a shot, but I considered it a good hunt.
There's always next year.