I made a vow at the beginning of the season that I would only hunt elk for the first four weekends of the season, and save my deer tag for these last ten days or so of the season.
Elk hunting's been frustrating to say the least. All week the snow's been piling up, and the deer above my house have been staring to get pretty aggressive chasing does. To say I was anxious to bust out the deer tag and hunt in my old stomping grounds is a huge understatement.
It worked out perfect with my dad heading out and setting up camp earlier in the week. We set off Saturday morning right at first light, and were in deer right away.
About nine o'clock we were sitting at the bottom of a draw glassing a herd of cow elk, when what looked like a great buck came charging down the ridge right as, chasing a doe. The doe ran right by us, and the buck didn't stop until he was 40 yards, and gave me a good clear shot through the brush.
How he was laying when we walked up on him
Yeah, he'll do
Pretty cool to be able to kill this buck with my dad, in the exact drainage he taught me how to hunt deer in 12 years ago.
I'm sure there's something that's more fun than hunting big whitetail on public land, in the rut, with a foot of snow on the ground, I just know I haven't found it.
Elk hunting's been frustrating to say the least. All week the snow's been piling up, and the deer above my house have been staring to get pretty aggressive chasing does. To say I was anxious to bust out the deer tag and hunt in my old stomping grounds is a huge understatement.
It worked out perfect with my dad heading out and setting up camp earlier in the week. We set off Saturday morning right at first light, and were in deer right away.
About nine o'clock we were sitting at the bottom of a draw glassing a herd of cow elk, when what looked like a great buck came charging down the ridge right as, chasing a doe. The doe ran right by us, and the buck didn't stop until he was 40 yards, and gave me a good clear shot through the brush.
How he was laying when we walked up on him
Yeah, he'll do
Pretty cool to be able to kill this buck with my dad, in the exact drainage he taught me how to hunt deer in 12 years ago.
I'm sure there's something that's more fun than hunting big whitetail on public land, in the rut, with a foot of snow on the ground, I just know I haven't found it.
