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Other Activities => Other Adventures => Topic started by: WapitiTalk1 on April 05, 2017, 01:02:06 PM
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Chipmunks, camp robbers (grey jays), mule deer are the most common for me. The chipmunks really get bold especially if you've fed them a handful of crumbs and the camp robbers can be brutal (landing on your head begging for snacks, and on occasion, they can get into tents and crap all over everything trying to fly out). The mule deer like to come around camp after dark and ruin my beauty rest and I've even had a couple of cow elk swing in to sniff and rustle around a tarp covered quad trailer (thought we had a bear in camp that night). I haven't really had any issues (knock on wood) with bears in camp for some reason.
What kind of uninvited forest guests have you had at your camps?
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One of my favorite pics....grey jay / camp robber visitor.
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WHOA, that bird is "SERIOUS" about getting a snack :chuckle:
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Let's see....
Elk
Deer
Bear
Coyotes
Wolves, very cool experience...
Cougar, the worst thing you can ever hear while spiked out
Mice, the wildernesses live soup opera
Frogs,the funniest intruder
Ants.....always a losing battle....just gotta get used to them
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The 2-legged variety that decided they wanted our ice chest and all of its contents more than we did. :bash:
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I'll take the fury ones over the 8 legged variety. Once in elk camp we realized that the ground was crawling with Daddy Longlegs all around our campfire. I don't know if it was the heat or light but they were converging on the fire pit. It was unsettling.
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wallowa Lake, Daughters stern mommy voice was little help
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That's a great picture Denali. :tup:
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Once in elk camp we realized that the ground was crawling with Daddy Longlegs all around our campfire. I don't know if it was the heat or light but they were converging on the fire pit. It was unsettling.
No kidding! I think that it's year dependent. I remember one year on a WA hunt (using a wall tent with a wood stove that year) if you got up at night and turned on your headlamp, there was hundred and hundreds of them nasty little creatures crawling everywhere inside the tent! I guess they're attracted to the warmth?
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We had a bobcat duel outside at the meatpole, about 15ft from the tent. That was, shall we say un nerving.
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Once in elk camp we realized that the ground was crawling with Daddy Longlegs all around our campfire. I don't know if it was the heat or light but they were converging on the fire pit. It was unsettling.
No kidding! I think that it's year dependent. I remember one year on a WA hunt (using a wall tent with a wood stove that year) if you got up at night and turned on your headlamp, there was hundred and hundreds of them nasty little creatures crawling everywhere inside the tent! I guess they're attracted to the warmth?
Seems like all bugs are attracted to the warmth.....crickets are by far worse then daddy long legs !! Nothing like a Symphony inside your tent
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Let's see....
Elk
Deer
Bear
Coyotes
Wolves, very cool experience...
Cougar, the worst thing you can ever hear while spiked out
Mice, the wildernesses live soup opera
Frogs,the funniest intruder
Ants.....always a losing battle....just gotta get used to them
That's because you spend about half the days out of the year sleeping in the backcountry :chuckle:
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During a solo scouting trip one year, I had a bear hanging around the tent from about 2 AM until I got up. We also had Doe-reen in elk camp a couple years ago. Blacktail doe which came into camp mid-afternoon everyday looking for peanuts and mini cinnamon rolls. Lots of mice, coyotes, camp robbers. Here's a picture of Doe-reen.
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Let's see....
Elk
Deer
Bear
Coyotes
Wolves, very cool experience...
Cougar, the worst thing you can ever hear while spiked out
Mice, the wildernesses live soup opera
Frogs,the funniest intruder
Ants.....always a losing battle....just gotta get used to them
That's because you spend about half the days out of the year sleeping in the backcountry :chuckle:
"Used" to spend half the year....I'm stuck in town now :bash:
I had a bob cat one morning come streaking through camp, full throttle in and even more gas on the way out.....figured he lost a bet with his buddies :chuckle:
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Probably a tie for me:
1) Two young forked horn bucks practice fighting in the meadow next to our camp site. Made their way into our camp while we watched, tripping over tie out cords for the tent almost bringing it down. The doe's with them just wandered right past. Happened multiple evenings. Was amusing, but got annoying by the third night.
2) Bear decided to sniff my head through the tent wall one night....then walked away, and I hear the tent next to me unzip the zipper and yell to my cousin: "what are you doing, that was a bear?". His reply: "I know, but I've never seen a bear up close before". http://hunting-washington.com/smf/Smileys/default/badidea.gif
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Years ago my friends and family were dry camping in little natches, during the middle of the night some guy came into our camp and was stealing stuff. My friend saw him and yelled, we all came out with guns and went looking, turns out he was hiding under one of our vehicles. We had young kids and a baby in camp, we were not happy. We drug him out from under the car and held him at gun point(points). He spent some time in the mud puddle when he tried to get up, two hours later we had the sheriff in our camp. He gave us 2 choices, one, we take care of him ourselves but we couldn't expire him, I swear that is the truth. Or he would write the guy a ticket and take him 10 miles down the road. We had a democratic vote and he got to go with the sheriff by a couple votes. I wanted to duct tape him to a tree naked, the mosquitoes were very bad.
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Came back to camp to find a small Grizzly Bear walking down the beach towards our camp fired one warning shot out of my 44 and he quickly entered the brush and was gone. We pulled camp and motored about 10 miles away :chuckle:
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I'll take the fury ones over the 8 legged variety. Once in elk camp we realized that the ground was crawling with Daddy Longlegs all around our campfire. I don't know if it was the heat or light but they were converging on the fire pit. It was unsettling.
My son and I were camping at Brown Creek Campground during bear and Grouse season. After a hard rain all day, we were sitting around the fire after dinner, when I felt something on my hand I shook it off. A minute later I felt it again. looked down and saw hundreds and hundreds of Daddy-long-legs all over the ground and us. We both jumped up and did the spider dance to get them off. Then we noticed they were running at extreme high speed, and literally jumping into the fire with a POP! committing Harakiri!
this went on for about an 15 minutes, then they were all gone!
:dunno:
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Range cows .
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Range cows .
:yeah: man they've gotten me before. Packed it all up and slept in the truck. No way I was going back to sleep that night outside.
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wallowa Lake, Daughters stern mommy voice was little help
I too have the Lake Wallowa deer pics. I have one somewhere of me trying to pack the cooler and a young 2x2 has his nose in my cooler wanting my "Little Debbie" Swilss Rolls.
Range cows .
I grew up fishing the Tucannon River and can remember many a summer nights/mornings waking to cows walking through the camp tripping over the rain fly ropes. Had a tent almost come down one morning from cows kicking the stakes out of the ground.
Took the Boy Scout troop on a 70 mile canoe trip down the Columbia River. We camped near Ring Gold for the night and had several coyotes walk around our camp yipping. It was a long night for a couple young boys.
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On a camping trip when my brothers an i were young we slept in a tent with the grand parents dog as chaperone. We left the flap open so the dog could come in and out. When we woke the tent was full of little rabbits the dog had brought in during the night.
One year at m.an camp with my boys and their buds we had a couple loafs of bread that the boys left out taken. One was across the creak and the other scattered on the creek bank by the tent. The only tracks found were small cat tracks in the mud.
The most memorable was at elk camp with two of my younger brothers. In the middle of the night i heard some weird noises out side. Looked to my brother that was awake and he was about freaked. There was lots of little whistles all around, huffs and sounds of rustling around. Then some thing pissed on the side of the tent right next to my head. It happens that on this trip the tent door zipper was broke and the door was wide open with just a tarp draped over to keep the rain out. Me being me, I grabbed my shotgun and light, whispered to my brother (who had his pistol aimed at the door) to come with me to investigate. He said in a fairly loud voice HELL NO! then all went quiet. Never did find tracks in the morning after the rain. We assumed coyotes but i have never heard anything like it.
Have also had deer hang around, bear tracks, dug up fire pits, and a heard of elk move through camp in the night during deer season. You could see them in the star light. That was cool.
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Had a moose wake me up at 2am....
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On a mid July float down the Missouri river in Montana, we stopped after lunch to nap the hot part of the day away in the only shade we had seen for hours. We woke up to a herd of range cows surrounding us. The herd bull had a look on his face that clearly communicated...."You're in my shade, boy."
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Spring bear last year I heard gnawing during the night outside my tent. Woke up to my hunting boots missing about 75% of the leather laces. Saw a snowshoe hare in camp the next day figured it was the vermin that did it.
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Fishing on the St Joe a few years ago. Had a mule deer doe get into the garbage at night and when I shined a light on her she had an MRE mashed potato bag stuck over her face. Pretty funny
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Had a moose wake me up at 2am....
Did it bite your sister?
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Mice, chipmunks, deer, bugs, had a herd of elk move in during the night, bulls bugling and fighting, mountain goats, lots of mountain goats at the same time. The goats were the worst because they weren't scared of us, which made me nervous.
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Chipmunks, camp robbers (grey jays), mule deer are the most common for me. The chipmunks really get bold especially if you've fed them a handful of crumbs and the camp robbers can be brutal (landing on your head begging for snacks, and on occasion, they can get into tents and crap all over everything trying to fly out). The mule deer like to come around camp after dark and ruin my beauty rest and I've even had a couple of cow elk swing in to sniff and rustle around a tarp covered quad trailer (thought we had a bear in camp that night). I haven't really had any issues (knock on wood) with bears in camp for some reason.
What kind of uninvited forest guests have you had at your camps?
We woke up today to here footsteps in my wall tent, sure enough giant squirrel running around the bottom of my tent!! Shoed him out
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Many, many years ago, I was in the OR coast range sleeping in the bottom of a clearcut next to a big fir tree in the hopes of ambushing the bull I had been seeing. An hour or so after dark I heard claws on the other side of the tree. Flipping on my flashlight, there was nothing there. Two hours, or more, later, I finally found the culprit... a four to five inch long Stag Beetle crawling around. :chuckle: And, of course, no elk in the morning....
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We get visited by a cocky mountain goat every summer in our elk scouting camp.
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One of my coolest was a big male pine marten that walked between my uncle and me to our campfire, circled the campfire, circled both of us and then walked back out into the dark. Fishing trip in the Cloud Peak Wilderness in Wyoming. One of the funniest was a hitchhiker who rode on the skid plate of my truck for two hours, got home, parked and as we were getting out the truck started to squeak like an alarmed rock chuck. My initial solution was lethal, but the wife prevailed - prodded him many times with a ski pole while he squeaked every time, he finally made a desperation run across the lawn and I popped a cooler over him and gave him a ride to the nearest marmot colony.
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One year we were all trying to figure out which of the hunting partners was stealing one sock from everyone. Turns out the prankster was a pack-rat. That was my only kill that year.
Another year by buddy showed up late and brought his camp chairs (the green director chairs with the foam arms) into the cook tent. They had been in his shed since summer and as they warmed up the bees that were hibernating in the arms decided it must be spring and started to fill the tent. They are a lot tougher to shoot than pack-rats.
-croix
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I got a mouse in the tent trailer this year. The door wouldn't close all the way unless you took care to do so. That's how he got in. One morning I woke up to mouse turds everywhere on the stove. Down to Eagle Cliff and bought mouse traps. Dead mouse the next morning. I can't say i didn't kill anything this year. :tup: We thought about having a rug made.
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I packed in 7 miles one year for the general Deer opener and I was sick as a dog! I got up to hunt that next morning, made it a few steps out of camp and sat back down in a lawn chair that I had cached in the summer. I sat in that chair all day long, couldn't eat, couldn't drink, I could barley move! I was starring at the dirt, trying to keep my mind of being absolutely miserable and out of nowhere a big Blue Grouse flies into my little camp and just starts to feed. A little while latter another one came in and I had the time of my life just watching them even though I felt like heck.
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one that comes to mind was a few years back in oregon and we had these few chipmunks that would come into the vestibule of our tent and try to get into our totes of food. They didn't come in at night but loved to come in during the day when I was trying to take a nap. The little red devil's toenails and scratching sound on our plastic totes was enough to drive me nuts. On more than a few occasions I sat with the tent unzipped in my chair with a little shovel over my shoulder, waiting to whack them. Never connected but had a few close calls
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Had a young bull moose come through my camp at daylight one year giving his "hey ladies" groan as he made his way through the bottom.
Couple years ago we had something coming in to camp making the strangest noises. Kept hanging outside our tent making these mid pitched humming sounds. Looked it up when we got back to town and we think it was a porcupine in heat. So strange.
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I've had many run ins with mice.
Seams to be more of an issue when it rains.
A couple years back the little buggers were getting into my travel trailer under the bathroom sink. Traps did the trick. I think we nailed 8 total for the season.
Only thing hanging on the meat pole that year.
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Lots of stories for this one. Great topic!
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We had a pocket gopher visit us on a camping trip this summer. Didn't know what it was until I looked it up. Have had a herd of elk grazing outside the tent trailer as we woke up and a few coyotes wake us up in the middle of the night howling.
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Once in elk camp we realized that the ground was crawling with Daddy Longlegs all around our campfire. I don't know if it was the heat or light but they were converging on the fire pit. It was unsettling.
No kidding! I think that it's year dependent. I remember one year on a WA hunt (using a wall tent with a wood stove that year) if you got up at night and turned on your headlamp, there was hundred and hundreds of them nasty little creatures crawling everywhere inside the tent! I guess they're attracted to the warmth?
Saw that in texas once. Walked into a campground restroom and there was a huge clump of them all pulsating in unison. Very weird. Random video I found similar:
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Coons stealing halibut from the coolers during elk camp for me, Dirty buggers.
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I was sitting on the edge of a river bank in Alaska watching several caribou wandering around. One walked right up to me like I wasn't there aiming for my chicken soup on the stove. I yelled at him and he looked at me as if I had been invisible til then. A few others wandered over and grazed around me as calm as could be.
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Playing card games by lantern light midnight in camp with family & friends... @ 8 Mile Lake - Enchantments Zone.
Suddenly, repeated loud huffing and puffing from thick brush next to us ... something large and aggressive ... multiple bluff charges from different directions (more than one?) ... couldn't get light on them immediately in pitch dark ... hearts pounding & adrenaline flowing ... Bear(s)? ... What? ... No... Big Doe!
Next Morning ... Doe & Fawn browsing peacefully next to camp ... Ohhh (she didn't want us there) ... Fawn must've been bedded nearby when Mama Doe returned that night.
Young Cougar romping outside tent @ night chasing mice ...and the small mouse herd scampering across tarp floor of sidewall tent to escape near South Navarre Lake Chelan. Tracks in fresh St Helens eruption ash fall next morning told story ... so cool to see kitty footprint detail down to hair follicle in fresh flour like volcanic ash fall from evening before.
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Several years ago we had a chipmunk take up residence in our camper. We thought about getting rid of him cause you'd randomly see his tail through a hole in the ceiling, but for some reason that chipmunck being there kept all the mice away so we let him stay. Never had another mouse for 3 years even gave away the camper with the chipmunk still in the ceiling.
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For about 10 years I would camp from the first part of Sept till the end of January. On numerous occasions we've had various critters in camp, one year we had a bold skunk in camp. The cook was sleeping in the cook tent and had a visitor one night so the next night I gave him a two way radio and told him to call me if the skunk came back. Sure enough after the camp was all in bed and all was quiet I hear him on the radio,"Dale, Dale, can you hear me? He's back I hear him scratching around trying to get in." I replied back and told him to let me know if the skunk got in. Pretty quick he replies back "He's IN, I'm covering up in my sleeping bag!"
I didn't want to spook the skunk and make him spray in the cook tent so we had to wait him out. Finally after a good while the skunk left the tent and I sort of herded him from a distance away from the tent. When he got about as far as he could without losing sight of him I shot him. Yes, he sprayed and that hung around for a long time but at least he wasn't coming in the tent anymore and terrorizing the cook. :chuckle:
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My dad had moved to CA from WA and hated it there. After he graduated college he told my mom “we are moving to Alaska”! My mom says “let’s take a trip to Alaska”. It was somewhere around 1972. My dad loads 3 kids, Mom and 2 dogs in the car and hooks up a tent trailer and heads North. We spent, what I seem to remember as a couple months,driving and camping.
We saw all kinds of critters in camp, but will never forget Mom making breakfast and Dad coming back up a trail from the creek saying “get in the car, get in the car”! Both dogs belly crawled under the car and would not come out. Then a huge grizzly came up the trail. I was only around 6, so can’t remember much after that. I think it was the park ranger that came around and borrowed my dad’s rifle to shoot the bear. He never saw it and told my dad to shoot it if it came back. It never did. Turns out the camp next to us had thrown all their fish guts in the garbage can.
Have a lot more memories like that. Great trip for a 6 year old kid.
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In college, I met a friend that wanted to take a road trip up to Alaska. I said OK, I’ll leave my summer job early and we can make this a fly fishing trip through Canada on our way up. I think it was the first night in Canada that we stopped in Kamloops and camped in a packed campground. I woke up in the middle of the night to, what I thought was someone rummaging through our stuff on the table. I shoot out of the bag, unzip the tent and charge out to stop the thief only to see two skunks on the table both tails up. I backed in the tent and somehow avoided getting sprayed. I yell a “Art” to the tent next to me and he replies “what”! I said “ there’s two skunks rummaging through our box of cooking gear”! He says “what the hell do you want me to do about it”! I said “good point” and went back to sleep. Had a good laugh about it in the morning.
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Uninvited guests? How about a game warden who wants to start playing the 100 and one question game. I refuse to play.
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Uninvited guests? How about a game warden who wants to start playing the 100 and one question game. I refuse to play.
This one is my favorite
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I've been harassed by mountain goats in the enchantments, black bears in camp by Republic, and mice under my sleeping bag on high buck hunt. Most startling to me was when I was on a solo high buck hunt in Alpine Lakes and had a bull elk sneak up on me as I was trying to get to sleep under my tarp. He unleashed the loudest, most intimidating lip bawl bugle I've ever heard, maybe 10 yards from me in my sleeping bag. It was so raspy and loud I thought bigfoot was about to come in the tent and get me.
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This.
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Elk are always welcome in my camp! :tup:
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Elk are always welcome in my camp! :tup:
:yeah:
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Last year at man camp, one of the boys and I went up a day early to set up camp. During the night the kid heard something rustling out side his tent, Then it bumped into a support pole, shook the tent and scared the crap out of him (his story). I came out of my tent early morning, opened the canopy to get into the cooler to find him at the front of the bed sleeping. Every thing but the coolers was stuffed in the cab. I looked around and only found 1 older elk track near by. The next night there were 6 boys in the tent. Next morning I found two of them sleeping in their truck, (more rustling by the tent). My son found several real small cat like tracks around their tent. That night I was woken to the sounds of something rooting around in the can bag. One of the kids had left it on the ground not wanting to be out side when the tent light went out. Well I grab my light and 45 and step out to see what was about. nothing at first. I go over to put up the can bag only to see it moving. Then out pops a skunk. As I am backing away this skunk starts to chase me around the camp.
Well I escaped and the skunk wandered off. I had actually been chased around camp, in the middle of the night, in nothing but my shorts, by a Skunk !
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I don't think I would be telling that to many people they might question you manliness. :chuckle:
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Especially since I was armed :chuckle: The boys did ask why I didn't just shoot it. But, as an excuse, I once shot a skunk at close range when I was young, stupid and the wind was wrong. Not good, not good at all. I sure didn't want myself or the camp ruined for the rest of the trip.
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I have an old non digital pic of a young buck in velvet with his nose in my cooler as I'm trying to fill it. The deer that hang around the campground at the South end of Wallowa Lake in Oregon are far to tame.