Free: Contests & Raffles.
so it goes like this, after4 days of crawling around in rock slide country with no buck sightings I decided to head to an area that I've been trying to learn for the past 6 or so years, this area gets little pressure due to the fact that the entire canyon is covered with heavy thick timber. I had been looking at it on google earth and found an old grade {decommissioned} that I never knew was there on the other side of the canyon, so to the end of the road I went, found a place to cross the swampy bottom and crick then shortly found the grade that paralleled the road I had driven in on. there was around 4 inches of snow on the ground and in no time I across a set of large deer tracks and proceeded to follow. well within a 100 yards another set of large tracks joined in, and through out the 4 1/2 miles I followed many other tracks joined and left but these two travelers were on a down hill mission. Soon I started to run out of snow and it was around noon so I decided to find a spot to cut across the draw given it was starting to become very steep on both sides and wouldn't you guess,, the two travelers decided that was a good spot also from the direction the tracks were headed , while going through the bottom I lost snow and tracks all together. And admit lost focus after attempting to go across the crick on a slippery log and getting crazy wet in the process. picked myself back up shook it off and started to head up hill to get to the road I had driven in on to slog the 5 miles back to the rig. not quite to the road yet I hear that tell tale " thump thump thump" and think well there they go. then I crest a small ridge and something catches my eye.... there stand two large deer staring at me within 40 yards! like a newbie I raise up the binos to look at points and dropped them immediately as the lead buck steps over the crest of the ridge they are standing on. its now i raise my .300 wsm and let fly with a 165 grain nosler the buck disappears over the edge and I drop my pack and head up the ridge as fast as I can and behold the buck I had shot at is bedded down at the base of a small tree, one shot to the neck finishes the job , I still had no clue of the size of this guy, man was I excited! short drag to the road. then an excruciating 5 mile hike back to the truck . what a day.
