How things went down*
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*In an attempt to not further draw attention to a unit Steven Rinella exploited, which as you will see has EPIC bucks I have used a similar area in another state to convey my ideas. This is my story and I will lie and obfuscate however I choose, deal with it.
(purple us)
(red spooked bucks)
(blue our bucks)
So we float down to public bail out of the boats and head up to what I believe is the arroyo adjacent to arroyo the bucks were working up.
I'm excited, FINALLY...
So I get too far ahead of my sister, ok... I'm like running up this steep slope and she's just like "WTF dude".
I heard the rock sliding and hoof beats ahead of us... crappp.
We quickly climb across the sage flat on top of the arroyo and I set up my pack for her to shoot from.
I see the 3 bucks down in the arroyo below looks like the crested just up from where we were and moved into the adjacent arroyo, first buck is a good (for me) 4x4 range it 100 yards. I'm thinking this is perfect they will climb the slope and she will have a shot.
Yeah... no. Bucks charge up and away from us, I make some grunts, whistle, etc. nope they cruise out to 500 yards before they turn.
We're both a little crest fallen at this point. We just sit there for a bit watching them, I'm think... well maybe we can...
"OH! deer"
I look over and just blow us in the arroyo bottom are three deer. These are the actual 3 bucks we had seen from the river. I had been right on with my stalk and we had just found another group on our stalk.
I excitedly move the pack to get my sister set up.
"F&%$" - I place by butt squarely in cactus. My sister at this point is just like... OMFG really. She grabs the gun, gets settled and takes the shot.
Solid hit, dead buck.
As we walk over I have to stop several times to pick thorns out of my butt. Her buck may be dead, but my pride is severely wounded.
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