Left home on Wednesday so we could spend a couple of days scouting. We arrived near Antonito to the turnoff and about an hour and a half of rock, bumpy and gravel road to camp at about 1:00 in the afternoon. Got to the campspot and setup everything before dark.
Spent all day Thursday and Friday looking for antelope. I think we saw about 20 shooter bucks each day (some of them were the same ones each day).
Opening day, we had a pretty nice buck about a half mile from camp. Ron had never hunted antelope before and decided to pass on the 275 yard shot. Spent all day out and saw lots of antelope, but tough hunting as they were pretty spooky as the rut was just finishing up.
Sunday we decided to go back to an area where we had seen a really good buck and see if we could find him again. We glassed a pond and there were about 10 watering. I glassed up the ridge behind us and saw the big buck we were looking for standing and looking at 5 does he had with him. I ranged him at 310 yards. Ron opened his bipod and knelt down for a shot. The buck was standing looking toward us and it was not a good shot. After what seemed like 5 minutes (actually probably was 30 seconds!) , he turned broadside and I said "Ron ...take him". I heard the bullet hit him and he just jumped in the air and he was down for good. Lots of whooping and yelling and Ron had his first antelope. As we walked up to him, no ground shrinkage for sure. He was a great buck with lots of mass and at least 15".
