A couple of week ago my cousin was beside a bush on the ground along a pipeline. He heard movement coming from the woods behind him. He turned around to see a small 4 point headed right at him. He was not legal so he let the buck keep coming. The deer walked right up to the same bush my cousin was at and peered through to see what was on the other side. They were actually nose to nose. Steve said he could have stuck his toungue out and licked the deer right on the nose. The buck just walked around the bush and slowly crossed the pipeline and into the other side. It was almost as if the deer wanted to say ha ha you can' t shoot me! Even so it was still a pretty exciting hunt.

After a rattling sequence while sitting on a stump, a 6 pointer semi-circled me and came close enough that I could have touched his nose with my bow. After a few minutes he finally figured out I was not his buddy and he left quickly.

2nd time was after shooting a large 11 pointer while standing behind a large water oak tree, the buck ran on the opposite side scaring the bedickens out of me! Last scare he put into anybody.

Crossing a field to my stand a little late in the morning when a deer spotted me, circled from across the open field and came up behind me five feet away. He started pawing the ground trying to make me move. I jumped and whirled around - the deer went five feet in the air and was running in place like a cartoon. It was rather funny. Same field, same scenario - little too late getting out, a fawn came out of the pines and headed toward me. He didn' t know what I was and curiosity got the best of him. He got within a hand reach away trying to smell me. Wind was against him and with me, so he never did figure it out until I started talking to him. After a few words, he decided I wasn' t his friend and turned around walking away. He would stop every five yards and look back. Funny things those deer are.

I have had deer cross within 4 or 5 yards of me on one or two occasions...though they were moving relatively fast at the time....

About 18 inches from his nose to mine. I could count his eyelashes. A person just does not realize how small a deer is untill this happens. That morning was the hilight of my year.

Hunting in PA a few years back two buddies of mine were hiking out at mid-day and pushed some does right my way. I was leaning up against a pine tree and one of the does came right passed me. I could have close-lined her...she was about 1 foot away and only walking fast, not trotting or on the dead run.

4-5 yards before I got winded. Happened this year.

Jason

1st time was close enough to slap a button on the butt
2nd time had a doe blow snot over the back of my head,neck and shoulders.
I did not know she was there untill she blew.

About three or four feet.Yesterday I had four hen Turkeys at about ten feet. Both of the ground.

Last season I was ground hunting because I couldn' t climb a tree due to having two broken legs. I was sitting on a stump with som brush piled around me. I am sure I stuck out like a sore thumb. Do doe and fawn come walking by and I wasn' t really paying attention. By the time I noticed them they were looking right at me from about 10 yards. We played the " who can move first game" . Finally she must have been satisified that I was just an odd looking stump. She walked right up to me to check me out better. I just couldn' t take it any more. She stood about 2 feet from my face and I just cracked up laughing. I am sure I scared the poop out of her and her fawn but it was the most fun I had hunting all season.