marley
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I just got back from a couple great hunts. First was my mountain goat hunt on Willard Peak in Utah.
I was after a goofy horned nanny but after seeing this nanny on opening day my tactics changed.
A 200 yard shot from the .300 RUM knocked her down quick and after a 200 yard tumble down the mountain we were able to get my goat out. She was 9 1/2 inches with a great hide. (A bit dirty from the tumble). If you look behind me you can see our buddies that showed up to watch us quarter my goat. They stayed there the entire time.
Next I had an antelope hunt here in eastern CO with my son on his first hunt with High Plains Adventures. I was after a certain buck that has eluded many hunters over the past two years. We had nicknamed this buck "cutters" for obvious reasons.
This is a picture of him last year and he did lose a little length this year but I was excited to finally get him.
I took him at 615 yards. It was great to finally put some hands on him after a long history with him.
My son turned 12 this year and has been dying to get out with his new .280. I had him practicing all summer long to get him comfortable with his set up and he was actually shooting 4 inch groups at 400 yards. He worked hard in the cold and foggy mornings. He was passing up bucks hoping for a good one. On the 2nd day we saw a bunch of does running for a fenceline about 200 yards in front of us. A few minutes later we saw the buck heading our way and figured he would cross the fence in the same place. Hunter laid down a pointed his rifle in that direction as I relayed the distance of the buck to the fence. As the buck ducked under the fence my son shot as he stood up on our side of it. Instantly the buck hit the ground without even a twitch. He didn't have enough skin on his body to contain his excitement.
It was the highlight of my hunting career to see my son make a great shot on a great buck. To say I was a proud dad is a severe understatement. He was beaming all the way home and retelling me the story like I wasn't there.
I was after a goofy horned nanny but after seeing this nanny on opening day my tactics changed.
A 200 yard shot from the .300 RUM knocked her down quick and after a 200 yard tumble down the mountain we were able to get my goat out. She was 9 1/2 inches with a great hide. (A bit dirty from the tumble). If you look behind me you can see our buddies that showed up to watch us quarter my goat. They stayed there the entire time.
Next I had an antelope hunt here in eastern CO with my son on his first hunt with High Plains Adventures. I was after a certain buck that has eluded many hunters over the past two years. We had nicknamed this buck "cutters" for obvious reasons.
This is a picture of him last year and he did lose a little length this year but I was excited to finally get him.
I took him at 615 yards. It was great to finally put some hands on him after a long history with him.
My son turned 12 this year and has been dying to get out with his new .280. I had him practicing all summer long to get him comfortable with his set up and he was actually shooting 4 inch groups at 400 yards. He worked hard in the cold and foggy mornings. He was passing up bucks hoping for a good one. On the 2nd day we saw a bunch of does running for a fenceline about 200 yards in front of us. A few minutes later we saw the buck heading our way and figured he would cross the fence in the same place. Hunter laid down a pointed his rifle in that direction as I relayed the distance of the buck to the fence. As the buck ducked under the fence my son shot as he stood up on our side of it. Instantly the buck hit the ground without even a twitch. He didn't have enough skin on his body to contain his excitement.
It was the highlight of my hunting career to see my son make a great shot on a great buck. To say I was a proud dad is a severe understatement. He was beaming all the way home and retelling me the story like I wasn't there.
