Here is to a successful D8 Hunt!
I spent last week in the wilderness, solo, 12 miles away from the car (or any roads for that matter). I set up a basecamp and scouted from there. Mornings and evenings I spent huddled up on a couple of vantage points, and the days I spent scouting for deer activity. Being hyper-alert is exhausting just in itself!
The morning of my 4th day out, I spotted this 3x1 buck entering a meadow at 9,300' elevation. I lifted the rifle, pulled the trigger, and watched him drop. I had spent the entire time out there without seeing any deer (or people) until that morning. Just a few bears. The moment after pulling the trigger and watching him drop, I had a rush second to none! All of my effort (and I could go on here...) was culminated in this one proud feeling.
Being my first deer hunt, I was not sure what to do next! I was 15 miles away fro the car. WTF was I thinking? I was so anxious to get a deer that I didn't think beyond bringing him down. I started field dressing the animal, left only the spine and entrails, and hiked my buck's meat all the way home... I will never attempt to carry that much meat and gear solo again. I learned my lesson (my feet were hamburger)!!! It was a life changing experience though. I now have roasts, loin chops, and sausage waiting for me!
I spent last week in the wilderness, solo, 12 miles away from the car (or any roads for that matter). I set up a basecamp and scouted from there. Mornings and evenings I spent huddled up on a couple of vantage points, and the days I spent scouting for deer activity. Being hyper-alert is exhausting just in itself!
The morning of my 4th day out, I spotted this 3x1 buck entering a meadow at 9,300' elevation. I lifted the rifle, pulled the trigger, and watched him drop. I had spent the entire time out there without seeing any deer (or people) until that morning. Just a few bears. The moment after pulling the trigger and watching him drop, I had a rush second to none! All of my effort (and I could go on here...) was culminated in this one proud feeling.
Being my first deer hunt, I was not sure what to do next! I was 15 miles away fro the car. WTF was I thinking? I was so anxious to get a deer that I didn't think beyond bringing him down. I started field dressing the animal, left only the spine and entrails, and hiked my buck's meat all the way home... I will never attempt to carry that much meat and gear solo again. I learned my lesson (my feet were hamburger)!!! It was a life changing experience though. I now have roasts, loin chops, and sausage waiting for me!