I was scouting one evening in late summer, 1999. I had glassed a huge velvet NT the night before from about a mile away, So i got the bright idea to slip back in on him the next night. This time on the same clearcutted ridge he had slipped out on. My plan was to go in using the evening thermals and to tuck in the replanted pines in order to great video of him. I had an old panasonic video camera. So i got in by foot and set up to wait him out. Like he was on the clocked he and a small 5x5 showed up and when he did since i was on his side of the mountain, i couldnt see very far. He was and still is today the greatest NT i have ever seen in Idaho. Huge coke can bases, a massive main framed 5 on one side sat across from his tangle of hvy antler going everywhere on the other side. I would estimate 75 inches on the left 5 and over 90 on his junky side. big bodied sucker too. He popped out so close to me i about chit my pants. right there 25 to 30 yards in full velvet. feedingbrowsing my way, he had me so twisted up I couldnt get my camera offf of manual focus, so i sit it down in fear of spooking him, i settled down and began to just study him ..... he was an amazing mountain buck. then everything turned for the worst, he picked up his head and started Walking down the ridge right to me.... when he got to fiften yards i closed my eyes and held my breath hoping he would walk on by... - was afraid he see my eyes so i kept them shut as i listened to his footsteps. He got so close i could hear hi breath, he stopped, i couldnt stand it so i peaked and the big muther was right there, 4 or 5 yards from me. staring at me. I knew i Was toast, i Was trying to not twitch a muscle, he stomped his foot and then let out the loudest deer blow i have ever felt. My heart sank and he whirled and sped off, blowing and crashing through the plantation. Then he got up on the ridge about 150 yards of and proceded to blow for 20 minutes it seemed like as he walked over the mountain... never saw that deer ever again.