FISHING FOR SUMMER RUNS 3-4 YEARS AGO AT BLUE CREEK BELOW THE POINT I HEAR SOMETHING GOING THROUGH THE BRUSH UP ON THE CLIFF BEHIND ME WITH AN OCCASSIONAL PEBBLE FALLING HERE AND THERE.THEN IT SOUNDS LIKE A SMALL SLIDE HAS CUT LOOSE. LOOK OVER MY SHOULDER AND SEE A DEER FLYING TROUGH THE AIR WHICH SPLATS ON THE ROCKS BREAKING ITS NECK LESS THAN THIRTY FEET FROM ME.SCARED THE HELL OUT OF ME