Savage Hunter
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My daughter, Kellie, graduated from college this summer and her present from me is a hunt anywhere in the world for any animal(s) where the trip(s) would match in price her brother's graduation safari with KMG a few years ago.
She chose to go hunt Mule Deer and another trip to be determined later, Likely a large whitetail hunt out west.
So, we just got back from our mule deer hunt.
How did it go?
Well, it started with 13 hours of driving. We left after supper last Wednesday night and drove till we were really sleepy, got a hotel, and continued on the next morning. Our hunt was to begin on Friday morning. We arrived late Thursday a few hours before dark. They asked if we wanted to get started so we headed out. We had about 1.5 hours. We saw a small buck and 2 doe. But, at dark we glassed a half mile away and could see deer in an agricultural field. Plan for the next morning was to arrive back and set up and watch them as they left the field. There were many canyons leading from the field.
We picked one and set up on a little draw that fed into the canyon. If they came down the canyon it would be about a 150 yd shot. Instead, though, we saw this buck right behind a doe and she turned and came up the draw as if she was telling Kellie to get this guy off my tail. she passes at 50 yards and stops a little way past us. The buck stopped like we had said "Cue the deer" at about 45 yards. Kellie shifted and shot him and he shuddered and arched his back and turned around so she could shoot him again from the other side. He was obviously dead from the first shot, but insurance is good to have. He walked about 15 yards and fell down.
After lunch, we looked for me a deer. We ended up looking at this guy from 330 yards and started to set up. He moved on us and finally stopped at 416 yards. I'm not used to shooting that far but felt confident.
Hit him hard and he went down in about 20 steps.
She chose to go hunt Mule Deer and another trip to be determined later, Likely a large whitetail hunt out west.
So, we just got back from our mule deer hunt.
How did it go?
Well, it started with 13 hours of driving. We left after supper last Wednesday night and drove till we were really sleepy, got a hotel, and continued on the next morning. Our hunt was to begin on Friday morning. We arrived late Thursday a few hours before dark. They asked if we wanted to get started so we headed out. We had about 1.5 hours. We saw a small buck and 2 doe. But, at dark we glassed a half mile away and could see deer in an agricultural field. Plan for the next morning was to arrive back and set up and watch them as they left the field. There were many canyons leading from the field.
We picked one and set up on a little draw that fed into the canyon. If they came down the canyon it would be about a 150 yd shot. Instead, though, we saw this buck right behind a doe and she turned and came up the draw as if she was telling Kellie to get this guy off my tail. she passes at 50 yards and stops a little way past us. The buck stopped like we had said "Cue the deer" at about 45 yards. Kellie shifted and shot him and he shuddered and arched his back and turned around so she could shoot him again from the other side. He was obviously dead from the first shot, but insurance is good to have. He walked about 15 yards and fell down.
After lunch, we looked for me a deer. We ended up looking at this guy from 330 yards and started to set up. He moved on us and finally stopped at 416 yards. I'm not used to shooting that far but felt confident.
Hit him hard and he went down in about 20 steps.
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