I hiked startlingly close to a whitetail deer before I realized I wasn't alone in the woods. But it didn't run away. It glared at me for a few seconds then lowered its head to continue eating off the ground. I must be close to a national park,
My guidebook didn't tell me when I crossed a park boundary, but deer are only this tame in national parks and I knew I was getting close to Kings Canyon National Park. It was confirmed when I later realized I was in a forest of giant sequoias. I setup camp under the towering trees and crossed into Kings Canyon the next morning.