As I started up the hill, he blew (or....a deer blew where I thought I'd find him this morning). NO WAY he saw me from where he was and where I was. He only heard me.

I turned around and walked 1/2 mi, back to the truck......came home and walked another .7 mi and hunted there.....lol. Lots of walking in the cold morning.....but it beat bumping him. He never left the ridge. I heard him blow from there again as I got up the road. he's OK.