I recently made a trip to Montana with my wife and three year old son. We took our travel trailer. We took off a bit early to beat one storm over the passes only to find another storm hit infront of us during the night. This ended up being a two day set back spent in a truck stop waiting for reasonable pass conditions. Mid-day of the third day we checked the pass cams and the looked ok to drive with a truck and travel trailer. After some hairy road conditions and some white knuckles we made it to our hunting area. Our first day hunting my wife passed a few small bucks. That evening I was able to find a nice buck. While dressing our son to be out in the cold for a long stalk some other hunters showed up and the buck slipped into a draw in the distance. My wife and I traded packing our son on the stalk for about 3/4 of a mile. We let him take his favorite monster truck to help keep his mind occupied. When we got about 400 yards from where I last seen the buck another buck stood up out of his bed at 200 yards. This was a good buck but was a 3x4 so my wife passed him up. We changed our stalk trying to spook this buck in a direction that would not blow our stalk. Well you know how this goes. The buck busted out and ran right up the draw the other buck was in. So I told my wife I was going to run of the ridge and try to get the big buck. So as I crested the hill I expected the big buck to be right In front of me. I caught him 250 yards to my right running up the draw. I yelled a couple times and he stopped so I shot and he dropped then stood back up so I shot again and he went down for good.
The next day we checked out a lot of new country with no luck. We did find a few antelope but the ones on public only had one horn. So we passed.
The third day we found a great buck. My wife wanted to make a stalk on this buck by herself. She has gotten quite a few bucks with me, but never a solo stalk. I was like go get him.
I wat he’d as she worked her way thru a few draws and then into position. We had set up some hand signals to let me know to bring our son and my pack board. I was literally shaking excited watching the hunt unfold in the binos. I was excited because this would be her best buck and her first solo stalk. Two shots later I get the signal that the buck was down. What a great buck!
On the drive back to camp we seen a big herd of antelope with 4 bucks in it. We got out and got to 250yards but there was a mix of antelope does and cows around we didn’t feel good with trying to pull a double. We let the antelope feed over the hill and made our stalk. When we came over the ridge they were 150 yards away feeding. So my son screams at them
And the herd is off and running. Again I told my wife I was going to run to cut them off. I caught up with them and took a yards. And went on several solo stalks getting into 230 or less but not getting a shot opportunity she felt good with.
