huntinfanatic
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After 8 days of relentless rain and hail I was able to connect on a buck on my final morning in colorado.
We finally caught a break in the storm and were able to glass my favorite drainage for the first time during the entire hunt. My hunting partner spotted a good buck bedded by himself so we came up with a game plan for Troy to stalk in from above to try and get a shot. We figured if the stalk didnt work out the buck had 3 possible escape routes so I picked the one that gave me the best view of Troys stalk attempt so I could at least see which way the buck went.
As luck would have it (for me not Troy)the wind swirled just as Troy was getting into range, the buck exploded out of the brush and came running across the drainage straight towards the aspen patch I was standing in. He went from a full on sprint to a sudden halt about 25 yards in front of me and looked back towards Troy. One well placed shot and the buck dropped in his tracks. What a rush to have a buck running full speed straight at you!
We finally caught a break in the storm and were able to glass my favorite drainage for the first time during the entire hunt. My hunting partner spotted a good buck bedded by himself so we came up with a game plan for Troy to stalk in from above to try and get a shot. We figured if the stalk didnt work out the buck had 3 possible escape routes so I picked the one that gave me the best view of Troys stalk attempt so I could at least see which way the buck went.
As luck would have it (for me not Troy)the wind swirled just as Troy was getting into range, the buck exploded out of the brush and came running across the drainage straight towards the aspen patch I was standing in. He went from a full on sprint to a sudden halt about 25 yards in front of me and looked back towards Troy. One well placed shot and the buck dropped in his tracks. What a rush to have a buck running full speed straight at you!
