On opening day we had 4 hunters and three blinds, but now we had two hunters and three blinds.
Cody decided to go back to Bubbles while Jeff and Scott stayed back at camp, and slept for a while and they would later join each of us at our blinds.
I decided to go to Lil DH, the blind where Jeff had shot his buck. Both Cody and I got to our respective hiding area before first light.
I was welcomed to the morning with the splendid sights that only the desert seems to be able to deliver. It was like God was shining his light down on his creation so that I could see and recognize its beauty. Here are a couple photos from early that morning.
Then finally we spotted a buck that from a distance looked decent. Scott wanted to watch me arrow a buck and I knew that and so at the last minute I made the choice to shoot the buck. He was a bit nervous but finally came to water. I took several potos of him during this time and here's one of those.
Within moments the sky changed to that early morning orange.
And within a few more minutes the sky lightened and the light just faded into a past moment, that I will long remember.
But today for me would not be like yesterday. Hours past I never as much as saw one single antelope. It was as if the beacon of light I had witnessed earlier had zapped each and every antelope in the area. More hours past and not even a long range glimpse could be seen of a critter with the exception of this prairie dog that came to relieve his thirst in what now was an overcast but very warm day.
Early that afternoon Jeff called to see how things were going. He decided to come join me while Scott would go sit with Cody, as Cody was seeing more antelope than we had on opening day.
Finally I spotted a couple bucks that were heading for the water. I called Jeff and told him, but he had already seen them and held up on the ridge. The bedded and Jeff had to stay there for the best part of two hours. Finally they came into water, but they were not shooters and when they left Jeff joined me.
We had a few bucks and does and fawns come in but in general it was very slow. The same could not be said for Bubbles. Cody and Scott were seeing lots of antelope, but again no bucks of taking size. There were a few decent bucks, but most needed several more years of age.
Here's a couple that came in while Jeff and I watched.
All in all it was a pretty slow day at Lil DH. Jeff noticed this large moth just before we got out of our blind and headed back to camp.
Cody had spotted a huge buck that never came in, so he wanted to return to Bubbles. Scott and I decided to head to the far blind where Scott had taken his buck on opening day, and Jeff would ride his family around and show his family the country.
We arrived early and sat for many hours witout the glimpse of an antelope. Cody found the going much slower at this blind too.
Then Scott notice in the distance a badger coming to the water. The day he killed his buck a badger paid him a visit as did the little pup coyote.
Over the course of several hours we had two badgers come to water and here's a few photos I took of them------but we were still waiting on the antelope.
Then in the mid afternoon, a time when things can usually get slow, we saw a few antelope heading our way. It was doe and two fawns, and one looked like it had a broken ear, but at times it looked normal, but it seemed when it relaxed it fell down. Here they are as they left the waterhole.
Soon we saw a decent buck heading our way. I knew Scott would like to watch me arrow a buck and so after taking a few photos I picked up my bow as the buck watered just 10 yards away.
Here's Photo of that buck as he approached the waterhole.
As I drew, my drawing arm hit the back of the blind, making a slight noise and drawing the bucks attention for a moment. He moved a bit and then started to water again. I drew again, this time being careful to not hit the back of the blind, took what I thought was good aim and triggered my release. To my surprise the buck trotted out 20 yards, turned around and wanted to come back, but finally decided to head out. Meanwhile my arrow lay on the ground without a drop of blood on it. I had undershot that buck at no more than 10 yards. It was just one of several close shots I had blown through the years.
As I replayed the even in my mind I don't believe I pulled hard against the wall and being I only have a 30 yard pin, I should have held higher at that close distance.
It turned out to be fun day with the badgers and in the end I still had a permit and could still hunt.
Back at Cody's blind things were much slower and he hunted until about 2 pm and had to be home for work the next day. Jeff also had to be to work and by the time we got back at camp both were back home., Jeff with a nice buck and Cody still with a tag to use when we return later.
Scott and I spent until about 12:00 on Wednesday at Bubbles. It was very slow going but I did see the best buck I had seen on the trip, but he was at a safe distance and never came close than several hundred yards. We were back home by 6 pm and early this morning I took Scott to catch his flight and at this time he too is back in West Virginia.
I can't speak for Scott, but I do think he had a great time and so did the rest of us.
It's now on to the Bookcliffs and after that hunt I will let the rifle hunters have the area for a couple weeks and then return to hunt the rut with my bow. It's Cody and my very favorite time to hunt antelope. Hopefully I can share some neat photos with you at that time.
Until I get back from the Books, I wish you all well and good luck and safety on your hunts.
Have a good one. BB