A bit long but...
Man, you would never believe the hunt I just got home from.
Not that it was so super awesome fantastic. But how such an easy kill turned into a hellish struggle of man versus beast. The beast being gravity.
Went out for mule deer. Eastern Alberta.
It snowed quite a bit here yesterday and the roads were like glass about 4 am this morning. To top it off there was a horrible fog. At times while driving to my spot I could only see 20 yards. At one point the truck went sideways on the highway
So I get to my spot 60 mins later than planned. Just at sunrise rather than 1 hour before. I start walking in and lose sight of the truck right away due to fog. Dang it.
I go out on a point that separates to huge coulees. The bottoms are clear from fog. Finally some luck.
I spot a deer about 400 yards and drop in the snow to glass it better. It's a fawn... wait there are some more joining it.
I back track a bit to get a better position and a better look. I come in about 200 yards away, across from and above them. and check it out.
There is big daddy buck, big uncle buck, and cousin buck. Then I see 3 does on one side and a single on the other. Holy, I think what luck, i can take my pic. I have doe tags so I can't take the bucks. I choose the doe close to the top on the opposite side. Best shot and she is close enough to the top of the coulee that I can bring the truck around and haul her out with my rope.
My hunting partner and I have started trying only neck shots on meat deer. There is less waste no wounded animals. It's either dead or fled.
Well, i'm alone today. Partner could not make it. So, prone in the snow, I take the shot with my new savage in .243 win and my leupold jacked to 9x. BANG, flop right on the spot. The rest don't move they just look around. Well I'm out of tags so I just watch them for fun. Has to be a couple of minutes.
Then all of a sudden the doe gets up and tries to bolt down the coulee. I was shocked to see her move at all. She was t1ts up for several minutes.
But she does a somersault and rolls over and over and piles up about 50 yards further from the top. No big deal I think. I get a round ready and watch her to make sure she it done. Several more minutes go by and she is not moving at all. So I climb down my side and walk up to her. I get within 30 feet and I see her ear twitch... oh crap she jumps up and bolts, looking like there is nothing wrong with her at all. In 2 seconds she is around the corner and out of sight.... WTF
I decide I'm not going to / can't chase her, and since with fresh snow and shot she should be easier to track. I check the spot where she was laying for blood and I find 2 drops the size of peas. Now I'm really confused.
I start tracking her and come across her lying only a few hundred yards from her original place. She spots me and gets up and starts to run. I off hand shoot her at 50 yards and anchor her right there with a lung shot.
I go up and check out where she was hit. Shot clean through the neck
but almost no blood. Wound is barely noticeable.
I was curious what happened and skinned up to the neck.
The bullet passed through like paper and hit nothing vital at all. The shock and muscle damage must have knocked her senseless.
By now she was at the very bottom of a very deep and steep coulee. The sides of which are covered in snow. I tagged her at exactly 9am. Around 2:30pm I finally had her in the truck. Man, am I sore from hauling her fat ass out of that spot.
The rounds were .243 100gr winchester power points. The bullet did a great job on the body. It went in but did not come out. Knocked her right off her feet. The way I like it. I guess that the neck is a bit thin and she was lucky or unlucky depending how you look at it.
Just a fluke I guess. Shot happens.
I need a beer.
Man, you would never believe the hunt I just got home from.
Not that it was so super awesome fantastic. But how such an easy kill turned into a hellish struggle of man versus beast. The beast being gravity.
Went out for mule deer. Eastern Alberta.
It snowed quite a bit here yesterday and the roads were like glass about 4 am this morning. To top it off there was a horrible fog. At times while driving to my spot I could only see 20 yards. At one point the truck went sideways on the highway
So I get to my spot 60 mins later than planned. Just at sunrise rather than 1 hour before. I start walking in and lose sight of the truck right away due to fog. Dang it.
I go out on a point that separates to huge coulees. The bottoms are clear from fog. Finally some luck.
I spot a deer about 400 yards and drop in the snow to glass it better. It's a fawn... wait there are some more joining it.
I back track a bit to get a better position and a better look. I come in about 200 yards away, across from and above them. and check it out.
There is big daddy buck, big uncle buck, and cousin buck. Then I see 3 does on one side and a single on the other. Holy, I think what luck, i can take my pic. I have doe tags so I can't take the bucks. I choose the doe close to the top on the opposite side. Best shot and she is close enough to the top of the coulee that I can bring the truck around and haul her out with my rope.
My hunting partner and I have started trying only neck shots on meat deer. There is less waste no wounded animals. It's either dead or fled.
Well, i'm alone today. Partner could not make it. So, prone in the snow, I take the shot with my new savage in .243 win and my leupold jacked to 9x. BANG, flop right on the spot. The rest don't move they just look around. Well I'm out of tags so I just watch them for fun. Has to be a couple of minutes.
Then all of a sudden the doe gets up and tries to bolt down the coulee. I was shocked to see her move at all. She was t1ts up for several minutes.
But she does a somersault and rolls over and over and piles up about 50 yards further from the top. No big deal I think. I get a round ready and watch her to make sure she it done. Several more minutes go by and she is not moving at all. So I climb down my side and walk up to her. I get within 30 feet and I see her ear twitch... oh crap she jumps up and bolts, looking like there is nothing wrong with her at all. In 2 seconds she is around the corner and out of sight.... WTF
I decide I'm not going to / can't chase her, and since with fresh snow and shot she should be easier to track. I check the spot where she was laying for blood and I find 2 drops the size of peas. Now I'm really confused.
I start tracking her and come across her lying only a few hundred yards from her original place. She spots me and gets up and starts to run. I off hand shoot her at 50 yards and anchor her right there with a lung shot.
I go up and check out where she was hit. Shot clean through the neck
I was curious what happened and skinned up to the neck.
The bullet passed through like paper and hit nothing vital at all. The shock and muscle damage must have knocked her senseless.
By now she was at the very bottom of a very deep and steep coulee. The sides of which are covered in snow. I tagged her at exactly 9am. Around 2:30pm I finally had her in the truck. Man, am I sore from hauling her fat ass out of that spot.
The rounds were .243 100gr winchester power points. The bullet did a great job on the body. It went in but did not come out. Knocked her right off her feet. The way I like it. I guess that the neck is a bit thin and she was lucky or unlucky depending how you look at it.
Just a fluke I guess. Shot happens.
I need a beer.
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