40 years ago I was hunting with my Uncle out at in Utah. I had shot my first deer late morning...yay. Then we got with 7-8 guys and decided to push up a mountain to scare the deer up to 2 guys on top of the mountain. Well, I was 16 and in damn good shape so I beat all the other guys climbing up about 2500 ft. I got to the top and sat against a tree catching my breath, when a big doe came running up. She froze about 6 feet from because she could smell me. When she turned her head, I reached over and touched her. She jumped 6-8 feet in the air and took off as soon as she hit the ground.