Well, we are done for the weekend. I thought I was hunting in downtown Denver yesterday. I saw more Colorado license plates than Wyoming. We had an opportunity at one little 12" (estimated) buck, but I was letting my friend's son shoot first because he has never been successful at any hunting. Well, he missed, and as we all know, shooting at a goat on full burn is pretty tough. More so from 300 yards. When the goat rounded the bottom of the hill I forgot all about Denver. It was more like downtown Jerusalem. All I could say was DUCK!!!! There were bullets flying everywhere. The goat won though. Got through about 1000 yards of shooting gallery without slowing down. Needless to say I will not be back on that land until late in the season and only on a weekday.
Aside from that, my daughter had a blast. She loved sitting there with the binocs. She just kept saying "Don't worry daddy, I will find us an antelope." I wouldn't trade that for the world. She was just upset that we didn't shoot one "So we can show mommy." That day will be here soon.
