Report on Ruby Mtn Early Opener Experience
My buddy and I hunted with an outfitter in the East Humboldt's near Wells, NV during the early opener. We packed in approximately 6-7 miles by horseback and camped around 9-10K feet elevation....man is the air thin up there. On the second night of the hunt it snowed approximately 1-2 ft with drifts of 4ft. That night, Sunday, we had to keep knocking the snow from the roof of the tent to keep the poles from collapsing. Come the next morning, I proudly exclaimed to that we in for a real back country experience and I my words proved to be prophetic.
A word of caution, those mountains are rugged and the weather at the higher elevations can be severe. On Sunday, we ran into 2 hunters that were camped in the same canyon as us. They were heading to lower elevation. The had packed in with GOATS had a string of 6-7 of the criters with them. Good thing they moved down because they would have not made it back to the trailhead after the snow fall. According to Jed (our packer) the drifts on that side of the mountain were above the belly of his mules.
He relayed this after he tried to get two of the hunters from our camp off the mountain the day after it snowed. They (father and son) had been successful prior to the snowfall and were attempting to get to their vehicles. In fact, when it came time to leave camp we packed off the mountain in a different direction then we had entered. We had to shuttle back to the trailhead parking lot. I estimated it was around a 15-20 mile car ride back to the trailhead.
We had 5 hunters in camp and in the opinion of our guides only my buddy and I had the right gear to handle the elements, which, allowed us to keep hunting through all of the bad weather?..so, one might as well be prepared for the worst?.just in case. All I can say is thank goodness for windproof and waterproof clothing, footwear, gloves, polypropylene underwear, etc. I know it can be expensive, however, I believe it makes a difference when you need to hang in there on those really bad days. Only thing we inadvertently left at home were our gaiters, but we made do.
In the afternoon of the last day of our 4 day hunt my good friend and I scored bucks......
After breaking the trail on foot the previous day, we took the horses out of camp and preceded east to a series of canyons that ran parallel to each other. Although the fog was clinging low to the ground when we headed out from camp, we carried high hopes and very positive attitudes about the day.
This was our last day and I wasn?t going to leave anything ?in the tank?. Meaning, I would be fine with not getting a deer, so long as I was satisfied with my mental and physical effort. As we rode quietly along with trail with the horse sounds, I made a special effort to absorb as much of the beauty of the mountains and this experience as I could take-in. The aspens were bright organge and with the snow blanketing the ground underneath them it was pretty incredible..wow!
We traveled somewhere around 1-2 miles and setup to glass but the fog cut visibility down to a couple hundred yards? at best. So, we proceeded to build a fire and wait for it to lift. Something about building fires?kind of prim evil I guess but is always seems very satisfying to me, go figure.
After the fog lifted we gathered the horses and rode higher towards the rim of the canyon along the back side of a knife like ridge, careful not skyline ourselves. Anyway, as luck and good fortune would have it, we found 2 bucks bedded in the snow below us on our side of the canyon from what appeared to be the better part of a mile. Glassing from the exposed windy and bitterly cold ridge we found the bucks positioned in opposite directions.
One was facing towards us and the other 180 degrees facing in the opposite direction with nothing but snow covered, knee high sage around them. They were bedded mid-point up a draw that I am guessing had 600 ? 900 feet of elevation gain between the ridge top and canyon bottom?..pretty smart rascals if you ask me.
We dropped off the ridge and circle back around and tied off the horses. On foot we descended further down the back side of the ridge. Eventually, we eased over it again and in single file fashion on hands and knees we stalked through the snow and sage towards the bucks?.fully exposed I might add. At 400 yards we debated on shooting but collectively made the decision to get closer. The bucks were unaware of our presence and we had a steady 5-10mph wind blowing in our face. The buck facing us had his head down on the ground and appeared to be sleeping. The second buck, facing away from us, was sitting in an upright alert position with his head and body fully exposed.
After what seemed like forever, but only covered 50 yards we once again reevaluated our situation. We ranged them at 358 yards and made the decision that we were close enough. With time to prepare and steady rests my buddy shot first at the exposed bedded buck facing away. I shot my buck when he stood up to see what all the commotion was about. ?.. Quite an improbably outcome and one that I will never forget.
Mine was a 24? 3x3 and my buddy got at 22? 4x4 that had a point of each side of the rack coming off the rear of the main beam I thought it to be an unusual configuration. It somewhat reminded me of a whitetail rack. Not record books by any means but to us they will always be trophy's.
Overall, the experience was incredible, the scenery was breath taking and topography varied and wild. Did, I mention steep?wow. I like to believe we worked hard for those deer including going out and breaking trail for the horses after the snowfall?.what a hump. I also want to add my admiration for the guides, wranglers and packers that we spent those precious days with. Their skills and level of effort along with their physical conditioning were astounding.
Now in my late 40?s the hunt took its toll on my body but my mind is filled with memories that will last a lifetime. Good luck on your hunt and be safe. Thanks