It is just about as nice a day as a person could hope for here in Southern Minnesota. This last year my cousin bought an old John Deere B that at one time belonged to our Grandpa. He drove it over this morning and asked if I wanted to take it for a drive before he put everything away for the winter. I have a forty south of my house that has a creek running through it and a small woods. My brother shot a decent buck down there last Saturday. So I headed down there on the tractor to see what I would see. Where the creek enters the woods there are a couple young trees growing and mainly grass. There I saw a really nice ten pointer bedded down there with his head up watching me. I drove right by him less than 40 yards away. Then I drove along the woods to the end of my line and turned back home. That buck was still there with that head up and that huge white spot on his chest. This time I stopped the tractor and watched him for a while, he was fine until I shut the old B off and then he trotted away. Now if I had tried to sneak down there on foot I bet I never would have gotten close to him, the deer here are just so use to farm equipment I don't think they feel threatened by it.