Here's a few shots of my Montana buck. After arriving at our destination on Sunday afternoon, my buddy Randy and I went on an evening hunt in the National forest area as we didn't have time to get to our usual area till the morning. We seen a number of deer including a few smaller bucks, but decided to hold off.
The following morning found us on a ridgetop overlooking miles of coulees and ranchland.
We had spotted several smaller "basket rack" 3-points that were less wide than there ears. My goals on this hunt were to harvest a deer that was wider than its ears, long tined, and had decent mass through out. After walking this ridge for a few hours we stopped to look over this saddle below us. I soon spotted a decent buck. He was walking up hill away from us. After we both glassed him over and liked his width and height, I decided to take him. The only problem was I ranged him at 491 yards! I knew my bullet drop at that distance and had good shooting sticks, so I set up to shoot. After waiting for him to turn mostly broad side, I touched off my shot and he immediately dropped with a shot through the lung! My partner could hardly believe I had hit him and I was happy that I had practiced some some long distance shooting!
After walking down to the buck he was in the same spot but still alive. I finished him through the neck and then the work began.
A few days later we had both tagged out on whitetail does and our trip was complete, minus the 1100 mile ride home.
