On the drive out, I listened to a Wired to Hunt podcast with Aaron Warbritton of The Hunting Public. He discussed how they've changed their rut strategy. Instead of waiting for it to come to then, they go find the action. Rut crazed bucks aren't paying as much attention - just dont blow out the doe.
I decided to try this idea this afternoon and it mostly worked. After about 3 hours of hiking I bumped a doe from a brush patch. A buck soon followed, and another buck and doe after. They went over a slight rise into another brush patch, but only the first two appeared on the opposite hill. I eased my way over in time to see the second buck turn into the cover in the bottom of the draw.
The brush patch is like 10 yards wide, 150 yards long, 10 feet tall and so thick you cant see through it. I slinked around to the opposite side of it to get the wind in my favor. I hadn't seen movement, but looking uphill straight into the sun showed two bucks sneaking away; what looked like the one I was stalking and a much larger buck. I watched them go over the hill and off the property, resigned to another blown opportunity.
I make this mistake consistently when stalking deer. After a few less cautious steps, the buck I had been after jumped from the cover only 50 yards away and ran up the hill. As I watched him, feeling like an idiot, my brain registered yet another buck standing where the previous buck had been. I knocked and arrow and ranged him at 46 yards. This was a younger buck than I've been looking for, but the circumstance was cool and tomorrow is the last day before rifle season.
I didn't have a shot and the way this year has gone I wanted him closer anyway. He seemed aware of my presence but not spooked. There was a doe still in the brush. He milled around for 5-10 minutes always keeping an eye on me. He got as close as 22 yards - I should note I am literally standing on a wide open grassy hillside, though unmoving.
He finally turned around and started walking quartering away. I took this as my opportunity, stopped him with a merp and sent one over his back.

I dont know how I could have missed that much, but maybe he simply ducked the string. I can hit a coke can at 50 yards so I dont know why I've had such trouble this year.