During a hunt last October in a treestand high above the ground I heard a very familiar noise. It was one of my feathered friends known as an owl. I love to replicate noises I hear so I made a hoot back at him. A few minutes later I heard the same owl only a lot closer, so I made yet another hoot. In total darkness I can hear the owl flying in my general direction and land on a tree in front of me. Now the sun is starting to light the sky and I can see his siluette. He made a hoot and stared into my eyes. I made the most realistic hoot I have ever heard made by a human and watched. This thing flew straight at my face. In defense I raised my arms to scare him. The owl landed on a branch behind me about 13 feet away. I heard a noise on the forest floor beneath me and took my eyes off of hime for 1 second and that was all it took. He drilled me in the back of the head.oooh: Now I was not only pd-off, but dazed. :confused2: It felt like a 65 mph baseball hitting me when I least expected it. I could now feel the droplets of blood running down my neck. I am not going to lie, I wanted to shoot the little creature with my bow. I placed the fiberoptic sights of my bow on him and was going to release when he just suddenly flew away. He was definately lucky, for if he hadn't I would have definately killed him. After the hunt concluded for the day I examined the mask I was wearing and it bore the tell-tale signs of a horrific attack. This is funny, however I was 20 plus feet in the air with no harness. This could have definately ended tragic. Definately glad it did not. Upon inspection of my head I had three deep puncture wounds. One of which should have had stitches.