Larry writes:
"First off I want to thank Prohunter for helping me on this trip glassing for
hours on end and packing for hours on end. Not everyone has a friend that
would travel 1000 miles without a tag. When he tells the story and the part
where he does not have a tag, people have said some pretty weird stuff. I
guess they don't understand what its like when 2 big buck fanatics are out in
the middle of nowhere straining your eyes for days looking for just the right
one. And we have been doing this together for 25 years now. So when one
of us shoots a good buck, its a victory for both of us. Or when we don't shoot
a buck the memories and the friendship get stronger. I guess they don't get
the same feeling when they are out shopping at the mall with there best friend.
Most people will never know the feeling, but when the packs are in the truck
and your backs are aching, legs tired you'll know what kind of friend you have.
The story:
Here goes, went to Colo. 6 days early to scout for a shooter. When I
got there and saw the weather I knew it would be tough. I saw quite a
few bucks in the 22 to 26 range but no good ones, the scouting did pay
off though, not by finding a good buck, but by looking over a bunch of
country and narrowing it down to a couple of spots. Saved a lot of wasted
time while the season was open in no deer areas. We saw 2 good bucks
during the weekend, 1 may have been worth taking but he just disappeared
funny how that happens in 6 foot of oak brush and junipers. But he did lead
us into a drainage we had not scouted or glassed. Monday morning we set
up to glass a huge drainage and flat at 7:15 we see this deer on the wall of
this drainage about a mile away, even through the binos we knew he was
worth getting closer and looking at through spotting scope. We got to about
800 yds set up scope and decided I would try to take him. Phil had to stay
put as the side of the slope we were on was fairly open, so I crawled, ran
snuck to 482 yds across canyon (range finder) and found a fallen snag and
sat there, by this time 7:45 he had bedded down. I called phil on radio and
told him I was going to sit there till he stood, he had not bedded under a
tree so I knew when the sun came over he would have to re-bed. Well
little did we know he would not get up until 11:30, when he finally did I knew
my scope was white washed from the sun, I had already tried looking through
it. So it took a couple minutes to find him through the pin hole I had to look
through when this happens. Knocked him down first shot, luckily I don"t think
I could of found him again. So at 11:30 he is down, it takes us till 1:00 to get
to him he is on a vertical wall in 6 foot oak. We cannot get our pack frames
into him so we have to take down the mtn 200 yds so we can work on him
this take 2 hrs risking life and limb on several occasions. But we finally get
down to where the pics were taken and the 2 mile pack back and forth to
the truck begins. The brain was tested for cwd and the biologist guessed his
age at 7 1/2, this was far and away the biggest body deer I have seen.
Sorry story so long. Thanks for listening......."
ProHunter
GOD BLESS AMERICA!