fearless and casually returned to their browsing when I had passed. Sixty years ago, there were no deer in this neck of the Blue Ridge Mountains. They had been hunted out of existence. Then, after the park was created in 1936, thirteen white-tailed deer were introduced, and, with no one to hunt them and few predators, they thrived.
Boy are there deer now! This past summer I saw the most deer in Shenandoah Valley than I had ever seen anywhere in my life. I loved watching the mothers and babies together.
