This year I got to hunt a family friends 2,700 acre ranch in Montana with my dad along as my personal guide. Our friend's property is on the Yellowstone River and is absolutely gorgeous. Friday morning at first light we spotted a small buck off by himself and then saw a couple of does and a buck above him. I put the spotting scope up and saw he was a shooter. We were at 600 yards and closed the distance to around 150 yards by keeping out of sight. We peeked out over a nob where we thought we should have a chance, but no big buck, only a doe where they had been and a decent 4X4 on the ridge. We sat there thinking he should come out as he was with a doe, then my dad says the buck is coming out of the cedars on the opposite finger ridge with a doe and get ready. My shooting sticks were not high enough. We raised them as quick as possible, I squeezed the trigger and my dad tells me I missed. I chambered another in and touched one off again behind the shoulder as he is still following the doe and he said I missed again. At this point I am wondering what I am doing wrong, I am not rushing it. My dad looks again as I am chambering another bullet and says the buck is between two cedar trees laying dead, "you got him." The buck was hit both times and never acted like he was hit, but the blood trail proved different. We got up to him and I was more than thrilled. After high fives and taking pictures of him and taking pictures of 4 other 4 points looking at us and wanting a chance at my buck's doe, we began taking care of him. This ended a great hunt seeing more than 20 different bucks is less than 2 days of hunting. Thanks for your help dad, I can't wait to go back again!
