Two, both during the rut. Camp house was built in 1832 and sits 50 feet off a paved county road. About 20 years ago I was at the camp by myself. Walked out about 10:00 PM to drink a beer and smoke a cigarette. Was sitting on the steps when a doe comes across the road, through the gate and runs past me at 10 feet. About 30 seconds later a huge 8 point came through hot on her trail. Happened so fast I never even moved. They both ran through the cigarette smoke.

Second time I was stalk hunting through some 20 year old planted pines that had been thinned early one morning. It was cold and I was just easing along and would stop, lean up against a tree and watch for a bit and move on. Was leaning against a tree and four does came running through the pines and ran right by me. About that time a four point came through trailing them. He stopped within arms length of me realized I was there and hauled tail after the does. Wasn’t really concerned with me. He had other things on his mind.