Well, I guess there’s a first time for pretty much everything, but this is one I didn’t expect.

When I rolled out on Friday to help out with some guiding for mule deer at Coon Camp Springs this weekend, I was pretty confident that things would play out like they usually do.  I’d get the client out into one of my honey holes, we’d spot deer, and either find a shooter or at least see enough deer to get excited.  In the past several years, I’ve only had a couple of clients who went more than two days before killing their buck.

I guess I got a little taste of humility.  A huge, heaping helping, to be truthful.  For the better part of two days, the client and I didn’t see so much as a patch of fur.

I had to return to the city and work on Monday, so I showed the hunter around and gave him the lay of the land, including several of my “hot spots”, and then left him to his own devices for the rest of the week.  As of last night (Monday), he had finally spotted a good buck and missed a shot.  No details on that yet, but Dave is still up there to provide updates.

There will be four more hunters coming up in the next two weeks.  Weather is finally moving in, so it’s looking good for those guys… at least until the roads get too nasty.  I’m hoping for pictures as they come available.

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