I once went on a hunting trip in hopes of chasing some white whitetails at Sampson state park.
It was bow season and I along with 3 hunters walked out of the parked truck and past a giant 10pt bedded in the ditch 10yrds away.
Never saw it until I turned back to grab something from the truck and when I was a few yards away thats when it got up and disappeared in the thickets. They sure know how to survive pressure and pattern us very well.