I have not been very active on this forum in the past year, being new parents leaves us very little "down-time" but man is it great!
What a awesome fall I had! My travels started with a WY Pronghorn hunt in September, come mid October we went on a Mule Deer hunt to the Big Horn Mountains of Wyoming, early November found me sitting in a Kentucky red oak with rifle in hand trying to kill the non typical I had seen during archery season, a week later my grandfather and I were fighting sub zero temps and a border line blizzard while chasing rutting Mule Deer in Montana and finished it all up by catching the tail end of the TN rut just before Thanksgiving.
These hunts were OTC or second choice tags, DIY, some on public land and some private.
All I can say is that I have truly been blessed, no only with good health and a great wife that allows me to go on these adventures but now we have a beautiful little girl I get to share them with.
September; Wyoming Pronghorn.
First thing first is to take care of the family. December of 2014, one day prior to our 9 year wedding anniversary, found us in the labor and delivery room. Later that afternoon Sheridan Grace came into this world, from that day forward our lives would never be the same. During the 6 weeks my wife had off work we planned a trip to our favorite place on earth, Yellowstone National Park. It was only fitting that I squeezed in a antelope hunt, yes I have a very supporting wife of my addiction plus Pronghorn is her favorite wild game to eat.
Here we are overlooking the Grand Prismatic in YNP
My wife and little girl patiently watched me put on a few stalks from the pickup, after many failed attempts I finally scored.
October; Big Horn Mountains Mule Deer.
We backpacked and hiked many miles on this hunt. Despite the warm temps we earned these deer the hard way. We killed two deer, on separate occasions, over 5 miles from the truck and each hike out was in total darkness. Truly a rewarding experience. Man was it tough!
November; Western Kentucky.
I have a good friend that has a large family farm in KY. I climbed a tree a few times during archery season and right when the rut was starting to pick up I spotted a nice mature non typical buck. Him and a couple other younger bucks spent a few evenings just out of bow range pestering does, luckily for me come rifle season he made a fatal mistake. My 7mm has a range a bit further than my PSE.
Here is a side view.
Mid November; Rutting Muleys in a Bllizzard.
My grandfather and I traveled to SE Montana. He killed his first muley then a day later I was able to put a stalk on this deer chasing a doe. My grandfathers buck actually rushed us, call it a self defense kill if you will! Temps never got out of single digits and with 30+mph winds and snow it made for tough hunting, but my 70 year old Vietnam Vet granddad toughed it out...I was ready to call it quits the first day!
Here is my deer, I am froze even with multiple layers of wool and synthetic insulation on. He was a rut swollen buck with basically nothing in his stomach, I bet you his stomach didn't weigh more than a few pounds...these guys out there take breeding pretty serious!
What a awesome fall I had! My travels started with a WY Pronghorn hunt in September, come mid October we went on a Mule Deer hunt to the Big Horn Mountains of Wyoming, early November found me sitting in a Kentucky red oak with rifle in hand trying to kill the non typical I had seen during archery season, a week later my grandfather and I were fighting sub zero temps and a border line blizzard while chasing rutting Mule Deer in Montana and finished it all up by catching the tail end of the TN rut just before Thanksgiving.
These hunts were OTC or second choice tags, DIY, some on public land and some private.
All I can say is that I have truly been blessed, no only with good health and a great wife that allows me to go on these adventures but now we have a beautiful little girl I get to share them with.
September; Wyoming Pronghorn.
First thing first is to take care of the family. December of 2014, one day prior to our 9 year wedding anniversary, found us in the labor and delivery room. Later that afternoon Sheridan Grace came into this world, from that day forward our lives would never be the same. During the 6 weeks my wife had off work we planned a trip to our favorite place on earth, Yellowstone National Park. It was only fitting that I squeezed in a antelope hunt, yes I have a very supporting wife of my addiction plus Pronghorn is her favorite wild game to eat.
Here we are overlooking the Grand Prismatic in YNP
My wife and little girl patiently watched me put on a few stalks from the pickup, after many failed attempts I finally scored.
October; Big Horn Mountains Mule Deer.
We backpacked and hiked many miles on this hunt. Despite the warm temps we earned these deer the hard way. We killed two deer, on separate occasions, over 5 miles from the truck and each hike out was in total darkness. Truly a rewarding experience. Man was it tough!
November; Western Kentucky.
I have a good friend that has a large family farm in KY. I climbed a tree a few times during archery season and right when the rut was starting to pick up I spotted a nice mature non typical buck. Him and a couple other younger bucks spent a few evenings just out of bow range pestering does, luckily for me come rifle season he made a fatal mistake. My 7mm has a range a bit further than my PSE.
Here is a side view.
Mid November; Rutting Muleys in a Bllizzard.
My grandfather and I traveled to SE Montana. He killed his first muley then a day later I was able to put a stalk on this deer chasing a doe. My grandfathers buck actually rushed us, call it a self defense kill if you will! Temps never got out of single digits and with 30+mph winds and snow it made for tough hunting, but my 70 year old Vietnam Vet granddad toughed it out...I was ready to call it quits the first day!
Here is my deer, I am froze even with multiple layers of wool and synthetic insulation on. He was a rut swollen buck with basically nothing in his stomach, I bet you his stomach didn't weigh more than a few pounds...these guys out there take breeding pretty serious!
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