I fav hunt, and largest deer ever harvested yet.
I was 16, now 36.
I lived in Spokane WA.
It was Thursday, season ended on Sunday, still had the hand filled in tag in my wallet.
Weather forecast was for heavy snow above 2500 to 3000 ft.
How could I go to school with a forecast like that after having such a snow free season.
I ditched.
Headed for the hills, the snow was coming hard, and sideways.
Parked truck, not 5 min into my hike I saw the deer cross the road.
I had a spilt sec shot before it disappeared into the heavy snow fall.
I took the shot.
Clipped it, I followed a faint blood trail for 3 or 4 hours. A spot here or there.
Lots of deer tracks, but I was able to stay on my deer. A spot of blood now and then kept me going.
No lie, right at the end of day light and shooting hours I caught up to my target.
He gave me a nice broad side shoot at about 100 yds.
Dropped him in his tracks with my 243 Remington.
I get up on him.
Discover the 1st shot just caught his back leg, not more than a scrap.
Now the good part.
Un gutted I could hardly move him.
By flash light I gutted him and I listen to trees crashing down because of the heavy snow.
By luck I had a 1/4 mile drag straight up an old skid trail to a road, and my more luck the road to the deer and out was not blocked by any new fallen trees.
Mind you, alone it took about as long to load it into the 90 4runner as it did to drag out. Luckily I had rope and cargo tie downs to use to pulley it up slowly.
The deer took up the whole cargo area with seats down.
Back home the deer extended from the top of the garage 8 ft ceilings to still touching ground with head cut off.
Pictured is my understanding mom.
So is skipping school such a bad thing?
I know one day I will get a larger deer, and have had chances with the bow now since. But this hunt and adventure has been my favorite.
BTW... Did not get home till about 9pm.. Long before everyone had a cell phone.
Heavy snow up high heavy rain down low.
A perfect storm I guess you could say.
Enjoy....
