The stalk was simple and uneventful. We crept over the hilltop and the herd came into view. The two bucks in the herd were standing up. The does were bedded.
"270 yards," Dad informed me.
I can work with that.
The smaller of the two bucks was standing perfectly broadside. The larger buck was...
These creatures baffle me sometimes.
As a general rule, the pronghorn were in large groups and were very skittish at this point in the season. Then, for whatever reason, I ran into a herd that didn't seem to care about my presence at all. Why? I don't know. I sized them up through the...
I spent the next day doing very little besides resting. I needed it.
I reflected on how my mood and outlook had changed over the course of the past month or two. I was definitely in a better mental state, and I had to credit my hunting trips for much of that. The exercise, the fresh air and...
During one of my conversation earlier in the morning, I talked to a tag holder and his friend. I determined pretty quickly that I wanted to be like them when I grew up. They had been hunting buddies longer than I'd been alive. The tag holder had previously completed a grand slam, including two...
The ensuing photo/video session was quite difficult. Being solo and up in cliffy terrain didn't help. I didn't produce any award-winning photos, but I captured the memory.
I never take selfies, and my lack of practice was evident in my attempt. This was about as well as I did. At least I didn't...
I knew I'd rushed the shot. Admittedly, it didn't feel great. Nonetheless, I heard the unmistakable sound of a hit and my target animal dropped like a bag of rocks.
I breathed a big sigh of relief before starting to wonder whether I'd hit her in the spine. I attempted to find her in the...
The approach went more-or-less as planned. As I neared a place that would offer me a shot, a problem became apparent: I wasn't sure if I had a safe route to retrieve a sheep after the shot.
I had a great view of everything to the right of the sheep, but it was pretty clear I wouldn't have a...
I worked my way up the rocks and through a small bowl. Ascending the bowl gradually exposed more and more of the cliffs that I thought just had to have sheep in them (see the left side of the image below).
I very slowly made my way through the bowl, stopping frequently to glass the cliffs...
I began begging for help and received some very generous information from two Hunt Talk members with experience on the unit. Armed with that knowledge and the full array of e-scouting tools, I put some plans together.
The hunt opened on Monday, October 20, but work and life would keep me away...
My home state of Utah offers five once-in-a-lifetime species in the big game draw:
Moose
Mountain goat
Bison
Rocky Mountain Bighorn Sheep
Desert Bighorn Sheep
Utah is kind enough to let nonresidents apply for all five (thank$ for your contribution$), but allows residents to pick only one. When...
Next weekend was a quick trip with Dad to hunt pronghorn.
Conditions were rough. The animals were spooked from a lot of hunting pressure and the wind was absolutely howling the whole time we were there. Maybe 30, 40 mph? Pretty hard to get close enough to feel comfortable shooting in that wind...
I tore the mountains apart with my glass the next morning and never turned the herd back up. Same story in the evening. And the next morning. And the next evening. They were either gone or fully nocturnal.
Wednesday and Thursday were clear and warm with a full moon. Friday and Saturday were...
I had a meeting with my boss and let him know I was headed for burnout if something didn't change. I had several vacations on the calendar for October and told him I really needed to be gone when I was away. We talked about some strategies to keep things rolling while I was gone, and he agreed...
Freedom
I've always treasured the freedom I feel while hunting. Sure, I have some rules to follow, but I'm lucky to live in a place and time where my survival doesn't depend on my hunting skills. I can just go out and make it whatever I want to make it.
I grew up in a household with parents...
Meaningful work
I work in a world of offices and computers. While my work eventually does turn into something big and real, it often takes several years to do so. And I often don't see it when it does.
On the other hand, the efforts of hunting are much more immediate and experiential. One...