To find the answers, I knocked off the unpacking early yesterday and headed for the 40-yard-wide border of scrubland along the main road a quarter mile away. My instincts were good. Immediately, I ran into trails with fresh tracks, some pretty big. The trails braided in and out of the pines and the small stream by the road. What was strange was that nearly all of the prints headed in one direction. This suggests that if the deer came through daily, they were on a circular rather than linear route. I’ve seen this a few times before but not often. There was loud traffic 20 yards away on one side, the backyards of houses 20 yards on the other.