Been there, done that...,
modern stuff works great, it's all weather, variable chokes that simply screw-in..., or a rifle with fine optics, match hunting ammo, special trigger, jeweled action slicker than owl snot..., you're looking at that huge buck with a set of cross-hairs zero'd on his shoulder, while all the while being comfortable in that heated, elevated blind, where you were sitting using a sound gathering device and heard him coming 10 minutes before you could even see him, ...and he never knew what hit him from 400 yards away....
Or..., creeping through the woods, perhaps even in home made mocs, and reproduction clothing of a historic pattern, the outer layer smoked in hickory or oak smoke to hide my scent. Hold up next to an old Oak Tree, older than the existence of the United States. Use that tree to break up my outline, peering at what I thought I saw about as far as I can see through the woods, which is just about 40 yards as the trees are thick and many, with the wind sideways to me deflecting my scent away from what I think may be deer, as I cradle the flintlock under my armpit at the lock, to keep the light drizzle (which also helps hide my scent) from spoiling my priming powder in my lock. The small group of does that I confirm are now approaching, making no noise as they creep in a direction that will bring them toward me, and I level my rifle with the patched, lead .530 round ball, my forward arm against the tree supporting the rifle as I shoulder it, and pull the lock to half-cock, my body now in a slight crouch and forming almost a "tri-pod" position, very stead as the iron sights align in a "picture" on one of the large does, as she steps where the flight of the bullet will not be marred by twig nor old leaf clinging to a low branch. She goes only a short distance after the shot. Reload slowly, and give thanks.....
I will take the latter scenario. Life is too short (imho) not to choose the latter....
LD