My SE Montana Public Land reflections for 2018.
Well, my wife and I just returned from yet another SE Montana public lands adventure. As stated earlier in this post, this is my wife’s favorite part of Montana to hunt. With that said, it did take some time talking her into taking another trip east due to the hunting pressure in our favorite areas. Mostly, I just wanted to spend time in the field with my wife! I also wanted to do a personal audit of the number of hunters, hunting pressure and critter numbers seen on the public.
From my prospective, here are my observations.
#1: Hunter numbers, both resident and non-resident, had definitely increased. We came across hunters from all over this great country but only took time to talk to a few. There were multiple non-residents license plates from Minnesota, Wisconsin and Washington and single rigs from as far away as Maryland and Alaska. The majority of resident hunter rigs had 4, 6 and 7 county plates.
#2: Hunting pressure, on the public was intense! Each day, we came across other hunters while out in the field. We hunted as far from the roads as you can possibly get on public ground in SE Montana and could not get away from other hunting parties. One day we had hiked to the back end of a long public piece of ground. We did this 3 ½ mile hike in the dark via headlamps and were waiting for day light on top of one of our favorite glassing knobs. We had not been there for more than 20 minutes when we heard voices directly below us. Yup, headlamp lights heading straight up to our position on the knob. The two Minnesota hunters nearly jumped out of their skins when I said, “HOWDY”, as they closed to within 25yds. They turned out to be very nice young guys who had packed in two days earlier. They had tagged a nice fat 3 ½ year old 3x4 muley buck and two muley does in their first two days and were really enjoying their Montana hunting trip. I should note that we first hunted this piece of ground about fifteen years ago. In that time we have only seen hunters in that area twice. One hunter from Bozeman in 2015 and two hunters from afar last year in 2017, yup, that’s all! As my wife and I hunted our way back to the truck we viewed another hunting party with three hunters on the ridge to the south and another lone hunter closer to the main road. During our trip back to the truck that day we hit all our usual glassing spots. We hit all our favorite critter hide-e-holes. We viewed a total of (5) mule deer before reaching the rig that day. SAD, 7-mile round trip hike on this piece of public land and we saw more hunters than deer! Driving out that evening my wife stopped counting at 300+ deer out in the private outfitted lands that parallel that piece of public.
#3: Number of deer seen on the public was WAY down from a few weeks ago! With that said, and with the rut ramping up, most doe groups had at least one buck not far away. 1 ½ to 3 ½ year old bucks made up 99.9% of the bucks viewed out on the public grounds. These bucks also were 99.9% of the bucks we saw that were taken by hunters, along with at least a hundred does. These young bucks and does were getting hammered! We did see a total of four, “older aged mature bucks”, with only one of those being located on public ground. That one mature public ground buck? Well, my wife and I spent two hours maneuvering ourselves into her rifle range of that buck. He was bedded with his does directly across a deep drainage from us. We had run out of cover and could only see the buck’s head so we were in our usual waiting game. 1 ½ hours later two does where up feeding and another small forked horn had made his way down to the group. Then a hunter appeared on the skyline of the ridge above the deer. We watched as this hunter spotted the deer below him. My wife had a great rest over her pack and she had her cross-hairs at the top of the brush that was hiding the buck’s bedded body. I was announcing to her the other hunter’s play-by-play and telling her to hammer the buck once he started to stand. Watching the other hunter go from casually glassing the deer below him to almost panic mode once he spotted the bedded buck was quite a sight! The other hunter dropped to his belly so fast that I lost sight of him for a second. He then tried to use his bipod but could not get the angle due to the steep slope. He then crawled forward to shoot prone off of a small rock. Nope, that didn’t work either! He then struggled to remove his pack and that got the two does and forky to stare directly in his direction. Finally he maneuvered his pack into a rifle rest and shot the buck in his bed. The buck never got up so it must have been a good shot! My wife started cussing, removed the cartridge for her chamber, shouldered her pack and took off for our rig. Yes, she left me sitting there alone! I made my way over to the hunter and his buck. The hunter had been hunting the next ridge to the north and had seen the little buck top the ridge. He didn’t admit this, but after talking with him, I think that he would have shot the forky if the bigger buck hadn’t been there. So goes hunting on our PUBLIC LANDS RANCH! That hunter was really excited, so much so, he was still shacking as we talked. While I did take some photos for him with both his camera and his phone, he did not want any additional help! It was the fourth day of his very first western hunt and he wanted to experience everything by himself!
I did a whole lot of thinking as I hiked the few miles solo back to the rig. That buck’s time was over! That buck had just plain run out of luck and hiding places! I’m guessing that the public will have less and less critters running around during the general season in the years to come. UNLESS our FWP can change their way of thinking and allocation of tags in the 700’s, this will be my wife and I’s last trip to SE Montana’s Public Lands Ranch!
Last word, Jim, Jason or Justin, I’m hell on remembering names, “NICE BUCK”!