Joe, I had that experience a few years back in Colorado. Took a nap waiting for afternoon while sitting next to a trail, bow across my knees and elbows on my legs with head in hands.
For some reason I opened my eyes and looked right and there was a very nice bull about 25 yards away, standing on the spine of the saddle, sunlight beaming down on him like light from heaven. . I think the angels singing woke me up.
He had several trails he could have chosen, several of which would have allowed me to reposition and shoot. . . but he chose mine. You know what then happened.
It was great to see him that close.
ChuckC