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Yesterday evening was a unique experience which may never be repeated for either myself or my son. We came closer than most people are ever likely to get to the wild red deer of Exmoor. The red deer is Britain's largest native land animal and it is only found in South West England, in the Lake District and in Scotland. The male, known as the stag, measures 1.4 m at the shoulders when fully grown; the female, or hind, is a little smaller. The coat is reddish-brown in summer and brownish-grey in winter. Its underparts are white and there is a patch of white under the tail; by raising its tail to reveal the white patch the deer can signal to other members of the herd.

Since I was a boy, I have been fascinated by the red deer and have seen them many times while out for walks in the woods and moors of Exmoor. I have been close to the deer before; once I even surprised two or three hinds who were lying on a woodland path early one morning. However, it is difficult to get close enough to get a clear view of the deer; their coat camouflages them perfectly in the woodland and moors where they live and they try to slip away quietly if they see or smell a human.                                                                                          

We are staying at a camping and caravan site in West Luccombe, Exmoor. It is right at the edge of red deer country. Indeed, in the winter, the red deer come right down onto the campsite. However, as it is the summer we have to walk at least a few hundred metres as the deer will not come near the crowds of noisy campers.

Yesterday at around 7 pm, my son and I left our caravan, crossed the field of campers and opened the gate into the woods. We quietly climbed up through the woods to the moors towering above us, trying not to snap any twigs underfoot. After around 15 minutes we reached a seat where there was an excellent view and sat for about ten minutes, waiting to see if we could see any deer. We were now in deer country; we walked on cautiously for a few minutes keeping a watchful eye out. Then we spotted a young calf (baby red deer) and its mother below us. We froze to the spot and watched them move slowly away; they didn't seem to have seen us. After a while we sat down and continued to watch the deer who were joined by two others. My son tapped me gently on the leg; a deer had been walking along the path towards us. As it turned the corner it suddenly came face to face with my son so it turned and headed into the heather and bracken. We turned our heads back to watch the other deer. They were now at the exact spot where we had sat for ten minutes, earlier on! If we hadn't moved they would never have gone there. The young calf seemed to be having so much fun! He ran like the wind, backwards and forwards along the path while the adult deer looked on indulgently.

After sitting watching the deer for around half an hour we decided to leave them in peace and move on so we slowly rose to our feet and continued on the path to join another path which would lead us back to the campsite. We walked happily for a while. We were just about to turn right to join the path back to camp and away from any chance of seeing more deer. Suddenly, we heard a crashing sound and looked up. A deer was heading straight towards us. It was a fine stag with huge antlers. At the last minute, the stag veered off to the right and leapt into the undergrowth.

As we entered the gate into the camping field I passed my son my mobile phone and listened as he excitedly phoned his grandpa to tell him about our trip.

This was a day we would never forget!