I just remembered my first mule deer event. We were south of Pikes Peak, heading for some canyon with a bridge and a trolly car, on our Beemers. I saw my first mule deer ever and stopped. To our surprize it did not run away. We had a thermos of coffe and some doughnuts, time for lunch and watch the mule deer. It watched us for a while, and ran towards us. My wife goes "Oh crap, it's crazy." I said, I cannot type what I said. Anyway the crazy mule deer stopped within a few feet, I offered it a doughnut and he took it and ate it. We were still a few miles from that canyon. I don't know whether that was a park tamed deer or are they all that easy. Maybe, I should be taking doughnuts along tonight. That big boy I did not shoot at last night may get closer if he knows that I have a doughnut for him.