At our hilltop pasture on the Oregon coast, I was walking along and saw a coyote looking for mice about 50yds. away. We were both in wide open sunlight and I was surprised that he hadn't seen, heard or smelled me. After a couple minutes, I crossed the fence and walked slowly toward it. By the time I was 20yds. away, it still didn't seem to notice me. I stood watching for a few minutes and he never acknowledged me at all. That's the only coyote I've seen in 20 years on the coast. He sure was different than the hundreds I experienced in the 20 years living in eastern Oregon previously.
Tied for most interesting but for different reasons was at the same place. I was recouperating from a tractor rollover on that place one summer. On my first day out of the house, I decided go look for a walking stick for a crutch in the woods near that pasture. I found one but it needed cutting. I also found cougar tracks cool! I followed them over to the dirt road leading to the barn where the handsaw was. The road was dry and dusty. The cat had left the road after about 30 yards. Went to the barn and got the saw. Going back, when I got to where I had walked along looking at the cougar tracks, there was now a trail of fresh tracks on the other side of mine now! I went and cut my staff and went back to the house! Enough fresh air for that day!