dirtygrass
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I just got home from a 9 day mules deer hunt in CO. I saw a lot of good bucks and one really good buck. Most of these bucks were bedding in the bottom of a canyon coming out the east side to feed about an hour before dark and early in the morning. I watched these buck for 4 days do the exact same thing. The best buck had not presented a good shot in four days, he always came out somewhere I had to go around the mountain to get a shot and never had time.
The morning of the fifth day I was set up a little close to the place I thought he would come out. I could see him wandering around in the trees about 300 yards, if he comes out east like every day, I would get a shot.
All of a sudden the big buck looks down the canyon and takes off up the canyon, over two ridges. There were about 20 deer in the canyon all running like hell out of sight. I start looking for what spooked them and here he comes, a forestry employee walking right up the canyon hanging flagging tape on every tree(wearing no orange).
Needless to say I was a little pissed.
I covered a lot of ground and never saw the buck again.
The morning of the fifth day I was set up a little close to the place I thought he would come out. I could see him wandering around in the trees about 300 yards, if he comes out east like every day, I would get a shot.
All of a sudden the big buck looks down the canyon and takes off up the canyon, over two ridges. There were about 20 deer in the canyon all running like hell out of sight. I start looking for what spooked them and here he comes, a forestry employee walking right up the canyon hanging flagging tape on every tree(wearing no orange).
Needless to say I was a little pissed.
I covered a lot of ground and never saw the buck again.
