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Here's a little picture story of our deer hunting experience over the weekend in the Owyhee Mountains of Southwestern Idaho.
Saturday was a beautiful day. Sunny and warm with a gentle breeze.
Lots of this to hike through.
A view bought with sweat and burning quads.
My cousin Tyler had the first harvest. This is a "forked horn only" hunt (meaning at least one side must have two points or less).
After field dressing his deer, Tyler and my brother start packing it out. I took a walk to look over the next ridge. I sat for awhile and glassed two deer that I never ID'ed as does or bucks. After watching for awhile, I looked up to see that I was being watched by a sheep.
I only brought a tiny pocket camera, so I tried to take some pics through my scope.
It didn't work so well, but it was sure a beautiful sight. After watching the sheep for fifteen minutes or so, I decided to head back and catch up with the other guys. About 20 feet later, I spooked an eligible buck. Unfortunately, I shot poorly and wounded him (please don't rake me over the coals, I'm a very careful hunter and this is only the second deer in my life that I have not dropped on the spot). So I had to track him. By the time I found him and field dressed him, it was getting very close to nightfall.
I used my new-to-me Norlund hatchet for part of the field dress and later part of the skinning. Also used it to make three fires over the weekend. I'd say it's a little soft to hold a great edge, but when I mistakenly hit a rock after chopping a dead piece of sage brush out of the ground, it only rolled slightly and was an easy repair.
I decided to leave him and hike back to the other guys. By the time I made it to them it had been pitch black for a good hour. In the mean time, my brother had also got a buck, dressed it, and loaded it in the truck. We decided to take a small road up to retrieve my deer. We crested a ridge and were able to get a call out on my cell since we were running later than planned with our families. Guess what? Tyler's wife was going in to labor! We decided to leave my deer and retrieve it in the morning. We got Tyler home by 11:30pm. His third daughter was born around 5am. :thumbup:
This morning (Sunday) my brother and I headed out to retrieve my buck. The weather was not so pleasant this time. On and off rain, lightening, thunder. Absolutely beautiful...and wet and muddy.
All three deer are recovered and hanging. A great adventure, meat for the freezer, and enough hiking to give me quad cramps...quite a successful weekend.
Well friends of the axe, tomahawk, and hatchet forum, I hope you enjoyed the pics. Thanks.
Matt
Saturday was a beautiful day. Sunny and warm with a gentle breeze.
Lots of this to hike through.
A view bought with sweat and burning quads.
My cousin Tyler had the first harvest. This is a "forked horn only" hunt (meaning at least one side must have two points or less).
After field dressing his deer, Tyler and my brother start packing it out. I took a walk to look over the next ridge. I sat for awhile and glassed two deer that I never ID'ed as does or bucks. After watching for awhile, I looked up to see that I was being watched by a sheep.
I only brought a tiny pocket camera, so I tried to take some pics through my scope.
It didn't work so well, but it was sure a beautiful sight. After watching the sheep for fifteen minutes or so, I decided to head back and catch up with the other guys. About 20 feet later, I spooked an eligible buck. Unfortunately, I shot poorly and wounded him (please don't rake me over the coals, I'm a very careful hunter and this is only the second deer in my life that I have not dropped on the spot). So I had to track him. By the time I found him and field dressed him, it was getting very close to nightfall.
I used my new-to-me Norlund hatchet for part of the field dress and later part of the skinning. Also used it to make three fires over the weekend. I'd say it's a little soft to hold a great edge, but when I mistakenly hit a rock after chopping a dead piece of sage brush out of the ground, it only rolled slightly and was an easy repair.
I decided to leave him and hike back to the other guys. By the time I made it to them it had been pitch black for a good hour. In the mean time, my brother had also got a buck, dressed it, and loaded it in the truck. We decided to take a small road up to retrieve my deer. We crested a ridge and were able to get a call out on my cell since we were running later than planned with our families. Guess what? Tyler's wife was going in to labor! We decided to leave my deer and retrieve it in the morning. We got Tyler home by 11:30pm. His third daughter was born around 5am. :thumbup:
This morning (Sunday) my brother and I headed out to retrieve my buck. The weather was not so pleasant this time. On and off rain, lightening, thunder. Absolutely beautiful...and wet and muddy.
All three deer are recovered and hanging. A great adventure, meat for the freezer, and enough hiking to give me quad cramps...quite a successful weekend.
Well friends of the axe, tomahawk, and hatchet forum, I hope you enjoyed the pics. Thanks.
Matt