The one and only hunt I went on with my dad was back in 1977. We lived in Holliday at the time and I had just turned six years old (my dad had recently gotten out of the Army and we had moved back from Oahu). I remember my dad had a Remington 700 BDL in 7mag he called it his elephant rifle back then. We had an old Volkswagen beetle the same color as Herbie that we took on the hunt.
I remember us driving up Parley's canyon early opening morning and having a tire blow out. We must not have had a spare because we caught a ride to the nearest filling station. It must have been a self-serve station because I remember my dad on the tire machine and the tire blew up in his face. He got another one to hold air and finally we got back on the road and onto our hunt.
Obviously we were off to a late start and had only seen a few does that morning. We drove down a rough and steep road that dead-ended at the bottom. When we went to drive out there was no way we were getting that bug out of there (I guess I should have been behind the wheel ?) . My dad had gotten us in a spot we couldn't get out of so we grabbed a couple things out of the car and started hiking out. We ran into a bunch of guys from California and they gave us a ride back to the pavement. I remember hitchhiking with my old man both of us all dressed in orange (my mom had made my hunting vest, I thought it was the coolest thing at the time) and he with a rifle on his shoulder. A kind and older couple pulled over and gave us a ride home in the bed of their truck, times have sure changed since then.
My dad went back with his brother in his truck the next day and they almost had to leave it there as well. My dad gave the Bitners the Beetle rather than retrieve it and they pulled it out with a dozer. The car was on the ranch for quite a few years after that I believe because my cousin said they would drive it around when they were kids.
We never did get a deer but if for some reason I had to lose my memory and could only keep one it would be that day with my dad on the mountain. The misadventures were only second to sharing them with dad.