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LAST EDITED ON Dec-17-14 AT 09:40 PM (MST)
Well guys my hunt is over. I will try to post a picture of me with my buck and the snow cap mountains in the background. Let me give you a brief recap of my trip. As I mentioned, I don't have any family members that are hunters and I am starting the legacy of hunting in my family, I typically hunt with only my son and my wife. It the start I was able to get all of the time off for the hunt but because my son had interviews for a new job he could not get the time off so my wife went me. I ended up pulling my trailer down and around Bakersfield and it up to Independence. We got there we set up camp at the campground in Independence and was the only Hunter in the campground and there was only one other trailer. I was able to scout a day and a half before the hunt and was able to hit all the recommended places suggested by comments and private messages. Do to the fact that my wife and I are hikers and I want to get away from some of the roads, every day except for three mornings we were up at 4:30 AM and at the spot we start hiking up the hill by headlight at 5:30 AM. I must say I never ever been hunting and seen so many bucks and 90% the bucks were bigger than I've ever seen before. I almost pulled the trigger the first day but my goal was to get a 4 x 4. Since the places I hiked up into I never saw another hunter and I had a good feel of the bucks in those places, I heard there was a storm coming in and I decide to hold off and see if the storm brought any new bucks in a couple areas I had targeted and did not see any other. For a couple days while we were waiting for the weather to change was one of the highlights of my trip because I got to go around and meet fellow hunters which was a joy to swap stories. Unfortunately waiting for the weather to change was a gamble for me because a issue came up and my wife had to get home. I was now facing the fact that I had to cut my hunt short or drive home 500 miles away and turn around and Drive back back for the three days of the hunt. On Saturday I knew I didn't have time to hike up one of the two places where we seen some nice bucks I decided to take a drive up the road that goes to Onion Valley. As we were driving up I seen a buck on the morning skyline that caught my eye. As I was getting gassed hiking up the hill I came into a big group of does that was between me and where I saw the buck crestover the ridge. Not wanting to blow the does off the ridgetop I decided to lay low and see if some kind buck would be sniffing his way up to the does. My hunches were right because the fourth buck that came up was the one I shot. The great thing is my wife caught up to me and was 20 yards behind me and saw the whole thing. The shot was probably my best shot ever, the buck never took one step and the best of all he was almost at the top of the hill. When I got to my buck I knew that I've seen bigger bucks in those two places we hike into but this but still was the biggest buck I've ever taken in my life and I was very proud of it. Knowing I had to get moving I placed the G3 tag on the horns, said a prayer and was thankful I live in America to experience one of the best hunting times of my life. Two hours later I had the trailer loaded up and we were on the road back home. Now that I've got all the personal things addressed I just took my buck into the taxidermy to have it mounted. Again thanks for all the comments and all the p.m. messages and a big shout out to all the hunters I met on my hunt but most important a big thanks to my wonderful wife was a trooper and hiked up all those hills and wants to be part of my life adventures.