I accessed my spot down a creek between 2 ridges. Climbed up my tree right at the bottom of the hills were 2 creeks intersect. Right at grey light a young buck comes in behind me on a trail that parallels the same creek I came in on. He rounds a cane break about 30 yards away facing me head on, looks dead up at me, stops, snorts, stomps, and turns around and takes off like I shot at him. He was perpendicular to my wind so he didn’t smell me, I was confused. After getting down I walked back to where he was standing and looking up at the stars, realized I was perfectly framed between the ridges/ hills. Had he been 10 feet off either way he would not have seen me. 5 feet lower in the tree he would not have seen me. 10 minutes earlier and he’d have been blinded by the sun. So close.