Between work schedules and such, today was the first time in 6 or 7 years that I got to hunt with Dad on opening day. I headed out this early morning with my Rem 870 in hand and dad had his 1100 (both sighted in a couple of weeks ago to avoid the rush). I was in my stand for no more than 1/2 hour when I heard something coming through the woods.. only to find that two were moving in from the fields and the houses/barns to my back but downwind. While I was well beyond the required offset from the houses, I didn't want to risk missing. I watched them for what felt like an eternity but really closer to a few minutes. Eventually they took off as another hunter (wearing no blaze orange and making a huge racket) walked into the area and hunkered down behind some rocks a few hundred feet away. Spent the rest of the day walking so a few other on the ground locations. Dad never saw anything worth while. My BIL dad did get a buck (weight TBD last we spoke) in the Royalston area. any one else?