I was coming around a corner on the path,along the shoreline, in the city, coming out of the reeds and brush, materializes the head, chest and front legs of a whitetail. I got within 10' of it. It was looking the other way, but bolted back towards the water, within a couple of seconds.
I was thinking, " You're not suppose
to be here!" , but the crashing sounds
it made made me believe it was real.
It appeared like a phantom. I wasn't
expecting THAT! On the return trip I went by slowly and saw the narrow
path the was dirt, leading to the water.
Path was used a lot. Railroad tracks
closeby may be its' avenue for travel.
Anyone care to share their close en-