Due to high at the time gas prices, I had decided to put in for a unit close to the house for deer. I know the unit well, as it is right in the back yard and I have seen some real bruisers in there.But this wasn’t going to be a trophy hunt for me, It was a meat hunt. I had recently had a freezer malfunction and lost a great deal of meat. I have had a hard time getting into big game hunting lately, as another severe addiction has its grasp on me. But I was bound and determined to fill that new freezer.
First morning had me hiking into a area that has a lot of sign but I have yet to see a deer in it. I glassed all morning and never seen anything.
That evening, I decided to check another area, one that I new received a little more traffic. And man was I right, there were camps, truck, quads and hunters all over the place. That a firmed up my idea to just hunt the other area, rain sleet or snow.
The next morning I decided to hike back into a area that I had seen a toad in during archery season. When I got back there it looked like it had been deserted, so after a little glassing I headed back down to glass a few finger canyons. Just as I got conferable, I glassed up a hunter still hunting his way up. At first I was a little irritated, but then thought to my self, he is going to spook up some deer. Sure enough, I glassed back over to him and 50 yards behind him were three Bucks and one was on the large side. I quickly packed up my gear and high tailed it over there. When I got down there I ran into the hunter, turns out there were 2 others with him. I asked them if they were chasing those bucks, there reply was what Bucks? I said never mind and headed to where I had last seen them. When I got down there I looked over and noticed those hunters had followed me. Then one of them raises there rifle and I thought O NO! He took two shots at one and missed them both. After that I headed home, 10 minuted away, for a nap and some grub. That evening, I went back to the same area and all I could glass up were the same three hunters.
I was starting to feel a little discouraged the next morning, but I new if those hunters didn’t come back there was a good chance those Bucks would be back. On my way into my glassing spot I caught movement, I thought to myself, Its on! Then quickly realizing, nope all Doe’s. They new something wasn’t right and started walking away, right to the same area I was going to go and glass. So I crept over, and as soon as I crested the hill, I spotted some more Doe’s down in the wash below me, as I was glassing them I caught more movement to the right of them. When I panned over to the movement, our eyes locked, BUCKS. But I was pinned down, all eyes were on me and I couldn’t move and I couldn’t get a shot off either as brush seemed to be covering the vitals of every buck down there. As I was about to cry in pain from the jagged rock I had unknowingly decided to kneel on. I heard my salvation, and it came in the form of a couple loud mouthed hikers. There high volume conversation had gotten the attention off me just long enough to take two steps to my right for a clean shot. But at the same time had the deer on there way out, but not spooked. I quickly looked for my shot and found it, A decent forky had stopped just before the summit of the opposite wash bank. So I settled my cross hairs and released a 95 grain SST to do the dirty work. And it did, DRT after a short spill to the wash bottom.
After the dust settled, I noticed the hikers on the next ridge over, I quickly thanked them for there unusually loud conversation. Then made my way down to collect my prize. It was a long hard drag out. After getting the FURHNTR loaded, jelly legs set in and I am feeling it today. My mission is over, Operation freezer filler complete!
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