From Where He Was Comin From.....the Wind Was Goin From Him To Me And past...Or North To South Wind...He Was Comin From South...When I First Heard The Grunt I Turned North Quietly And Stayed Pointed That Way and The Only Noise From me was My slow Breathin..Either That Can Scare Him..Maybe he Saw Me...Well I'll Try That Place Again Next Weekend Again And Maybe Sit Up in a Tree And Hope That He Comes Back