Firebird
AH legend
Awhile ago there was a post titled "tag draw" or something similar. I was one of the lucky few that had drawn a tag in my home state of Utah. I posted some pix on that post of deer on the unit from the past and promised a report after the hunt. It was in fact a very good tag, a tag that let me hunt all three seasons; archery in August, muzzleloader late in September and rifle in late October. I could only harvest one buck but that gave me lots of time and options. This was good, since I was not expecting the tag I had not planned ahead and secured time off. And then there is always a money shortage and the 2001 single cab two wheel drive truck I drive isn't exactly the vehicle to use for a seven hour drive to the happy hunting grounds, the last two on dirt, often rough mountain roads.
Then the week I planned to go scout the area, lightning struck-lots of times actually which caused multiple forest fires. This caused road closures and other restrictions and wouldn't you know the heart of the fire was right in the ponderosa forest I wanted to start in. . .
I have hunted this area before and harvested a grand old bull elk with my bow and have dreamt of going back for one of the big muley bucks I saw during that hunt.
My brother came to my rescue-he offered to take some days to assist me and to drive his truck. He was with me when I killed my big bull elk and I was in turn with him two years ago when he killed his 203 inch mule deer buck in Wyoming-I was a crucial part of that hunt. So I was both nostalgic and grateful to have my brother along on what we both hoped would be another epic hunt.
Then the week I planned to go scout the area, lightning struck-lots of times actually which caused multiple forest fires. This caused road closures and other restrictions and wouldn't you know the heart of the fire was right in the ponderosa forest I wanted to start in. . .
I have hunted this area before and harvested a grand old bull elk with my bow and have dreamt of going back for one of the big muley bucks I saw during that hunt.
My brother came to my rescue-he offered to take some days to assist me and to drive his truck. He was with me when I killed my big bull elk and I was in turn with him two years ago when he killed his 203 inch mule deer buck in Wyoming-I was a crucial part of that hunt. So I was both nostalgic and grateful to have my brother along on what we both hoped would be another epic hunt.
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