So, I drive 1200 miles west by my lonesome to WY to try to fill 3 pronghorn tags. I make it to just west of Laramie and set up camp near some state maintained pit toilets near a lake that used to have fish. Living the Hi-Life!!!
First day I tried to check out a few basins/valleys that usually hold pronghorns, but didn't make it there and shot this one just past daybreak about 1/4 mile from the truck.
Unbeknownst to me at the time I was hunting the same unit/HMA as The Tone and the basins I was wanting to check out had a graded, graveled road right through it. At first I was a bit bummed, but later became thankful for. Long story shot, later on opening day I locked both my keys and cell phone in my truck! Not the sort of excitement I was hoping for. Luckily it was opening day so it wasn't too long before I could flag someone down. We tried to break in, but it didn't work. So, I used his phone to call AAA (hence the title) and thumbed a ride from another group of hunters to where I could meet the two truck. The new road was maintained, therefore AAA covered the whole bill!! Yeah, I can hunt again!!!
On the way out after opening the gates for the tow truck, I shot this doe/buck fawn in self defense. I spotted him about 250yds and he walked straight to me unti I shot him at about 50 yards. Little, yes. Tasty, yes.
The next two days were a combination of blown stalks and missed shots. I was not doing well connecting with a buck. I finally was able to get close enough and made the shot count. Nothing to be too excited over, but then again I just like hunting pronghorn and generally aren't very picky. Here's where he fell. I shot from the top of the hill directly above him.
See not very big;
Taking self timed photos is hard for the fat and slow:
First day I tried to check out a few basins/valleys that usually hold pronghorns, but didn't make it there and shot this one just past daybreak about 1/4 mile from the truck.
Unbeknownst to me at the time I was hunting the same unit/HMA as The Tone and the basins I was wanting to check out had a graded, graveled road right through it. At first I was a bit bummed, but later became thankful for. Long story shot, later on opening day I locked both my keys and cell phone in my truck! Not the sort of excitement I was hoping for. Luckily it was opening day so it wasn't too long before I could flag someone down. We tried to break in, but it didn't work. So, I used his phone to call AAA (hence the title) and thumbed a ride from another group of hunters to where I could meet the two truck. The new road was maintained, therefore AAA covered the whole bill!! Yeah, I can hunt again!!!
On the way out after opening the gates for the tow truck, I shot this doe/buck fawn in self defense. I spotted him about 250yds and he walked straight to me unti I shot him at about 50 yards. Little, yes. Tasty, yes.
The next two days were a combination of blown stalks and missed shots. I was not doing well connecting with a buck. I finally was able to get close enough and made the shot count. Nothing to be too excited over, but then again I just like hunting pronghorn and generally aren't very picky. Here's where he fell. I shot from the top of the hill directly above him.
See not very big;
Taking self timed photos is hard for the fat and slow:
