I heard him before I saw him. The leaves are very dry, and the sounds seemed amplified. I had the creek to my north, flowing on my right side. I had just come down a spur to the south. I put up my hammock between two mature oaks where two streams merged below me about fifty meters to the south.
I was still swinging from having gotten in. He came running down the spur on which I, too, had just descended. As soon as he got within about twenty meters of me, he sensed me. I don’t know if he saw me or smelled me, or both. But he knew immediately I was there. In his path. He held his head high, looking right at me. I tried to catch a video of him. For maybe fifteen seconds, we beheld one another. It never gets old. They are majestic to watch. Enjoy.
There are a couple of short videos here:
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I think a stately buck is one of God’s most awe inspiring creations. You are blessed that he show himself to you; and we are gifted by your photos……Thanks Brother John!!!