Well it finally snowed yesterday, almost 6" so far. So what better to do on a Sat, afternoon? Go deer hunting. For the last week I've been chasing a nice 4x4 Whitetail but the lack of snow made things difficult to track him in the heavy cover. But not today.
Spotted a nice three point right off and proceeded to trail him for about 2 hours. There I was on a ridge completely discombobilated with NO compass. Oops. Well the cut line should be this way. Nope, maybe over here, nope. Hmmm, whats that over there, a Muley doe, and whats that behind her a nice big 6x6 buck!
Whoa, the scopes fogged, flip up the scope covers, now my eyeglasses are fogged. Muley still there, quick clean the glasses, Muley still there. Bang, Muley disapears missed, better check. 75 yards later nice Muley on ground!
Hmm, still not sure where truck is. Oh well we'll just drag him along, right. Two hours later, right on, there's the cut line, the truck should be about 20 min away. Wait a minute, thats a road, oh man there shouldn't be any roads near here. Where the heck am I???
Well, we'll leave the buck here, get the truck and pick him up later. Sinking feeling in gut, if I'm were I think I'm at, gulp, its over 15 miles to my truck. Thankfully after three hours walking a great couple of guys found me and gave me a lift back to my truck. We checked the odometer and it was 26.5 km back to my truck on the lease roads. Of course they have a 4 wheel drive and some of the hills we pull to get out are real white knuckle affairs. Thankfully my chained up 2 wheel drive was enough to get me back to where I had left "Walley". So after getting Mr. Buck at Noon I picked him up at 6:00, full dark now, still snowing, and out in the middle of nowwhere. Three hours late I got home. Usually its a 45 min drive, the roads where really snowy and icy. The day wasn't perfect though, my Oilers lost to Colorado.
Monday its off to the butchers and Tuesday back out for Whitetail, I've got four days before the season ends.
Spotted a nice three point right off and proceeded to trail him for about 2 hours. There I was on a ridge completely discombobilated with NO compass. Oops. Well the cut line should be this way. Nope, maybe over here, nope. Hmmm, whats that over there, a Muley doe, and whats that behind her a nice big 6x6 buck!
Whoa, the scopes fogged, flip up the scope covers, now my eyeglasses are fogged. Muley still there, quick clean the glasses, Muley still there. Bang, Muley disapears missed, better check. 75 yards later nice Muley on ground!
Hmm, still not sure where truck is. Oh well we'll just drag him along, right. Two hours later, right on, there's the cut line, the truck should be about 20 min away. Wait a minute, thats a road, oh man there shouldn't be any roads near here. Where the heck am I???
Well, we'll leave the buck here, get the truck and pick him up later. Sinking feeling in gut, if I'm were I think I'm at, gulp, its over 15 miles to my truck. Thankfully after three hours walking a great couple of guys found me and gave me a lift back to my truck. We checked the odometer and it was 26.5 km back to my truck on the lease roads. Of course they have a 4 wheel drive and some of the hills we pull to get out are real white knuckle affairs. Thankfully my chained up 2 wheel drive was enough to get me back to where I had left "Walley". So after getting Mr. Buck at Noon I picked him up at 6:00, full dark now, still snowing, and out in the middle of nowwhere. Three hours late I got home. Usually its a 45 min drive, the roads where really snowy and icy. The day wasn't perfect though, my Oilers lost to Colorado.
Monday its off to the butchers and Tuesday back out for Whitetail, I've got four days before the season ends.