Post by: sirmissalot on November 04, 2012, 10:00:25 AM
We decided to go ahead and buy some left over licenses and just hunt general season. We crossed our fingers that snow would come early and the deer migration from the high country would come early.
Unfortunately the weather didn't cooperate for us and we were greeted with 8,000 ft snow level and highs in the mid forties in camp. We spent several days in the high country, most of it while getting rained on. With not one buck spotted and only a handful of does we decided we were going to have to change plans and hunt local deer.
The hunting was very slow. I was staying with a buddy who is a taxidermist and not many deer were being brought in.
We were finally able to connect with a couple of bucks, mine was killed on the last night there in some gorgeous but rugged country, a long ways in.
Post by: sirmissalot on November 04, 2012, 10:04:35 AM
Post by: Bigshooter on November 04, 2012, 01:45:42 PM
Post by: big J on November 05, 2012, 09:06:12 AM
Post by: elkoholic1 on November 05, 2012, 09:46:47 AM
Post by: sirmissalot on November 06, 2012, 11:11:27 AM
Post by: HUNTINCOUPLE on November 06, 2012, 11:21:08 AM
Post by: bradslam on November 06, 2012, 11:31:22 AM
Don't despair. Those bucks will be better eating than "stinky fat necked" ones. Looks like a cool area. Which region were you hunting? I've only hunted G and H.
Post by: sirmissalot on November 06, 2012, 12:55:10 PM
After we came down from the mountains I chased whitetails for about three days, thinking my odds of tagging a respectable whitetail would be better than a muley. I did get one opportunity at a good whitetail but a rooster pheasant kinda ruined our stalk, as well as an unseen doe in the willows and a farmer making some obnoxious clanging noises all at the same time sent him running off never to be seen again.