Last year, I was sitting with my elk that I’d just killed, eating a sandwich and waiting for my partner to make his way down the ridge so we could start breaking my elk down. As I was sitting there, this large, grey faced mule deer buck came walking up the draw that I was in. The wind was just right, and once I saw him I sat perfectly still. I watched him coming for a couple minutes. He’d walk, kind of huffing with his mouth agape, then stop and look around. He ended up walking up this game trail to about 20 feet away from me. When he got to that point, he finally noticed me sitting there, and I looked him right in the eyes. He stood there for what seemed like minutes but was likely about 10 seconds, looking at me, then bounced straight up in the air, turned, and pogoed like hell over the little ridge to my right. He never looked back. It was a pretty cool experience.