Me and my buds just returned from Colorado. It was a great but tough hunt. the 1st to days were the warmest I have seen in the 10 yrs we have been going. I went the 1st two days with out seeing a deer. We usually see 50 does a day. then we got weather and the temps dropped. it was 6 degrees when we started each morning. every day got better and better. on wed I passed a small forky and then ten mins later saw a big 4x4 close maybe 150 yrds. he was with 10 does and rutting hard. I had a good rest and missed him clean. twice. I was so sick to my stomach and upset. I think I just hurried and got a bit of buck fever. well on Thursday I went back to the bowl where I missed. when my buddy let me out of the Polaris and drove off. I only walked 100 yards and spotted this buck about a mile away on bare ridge covered in snow. He was slowly feeding down into a aspen thicket. I started running over there in a foot of snow falling down sucking air. ( it was at 9,500' ) I was outta gas giving everything I had. when I finally got there I was about 650 yards out. he dropped down in little hole so I closed the distance to about 400. I was thinking about using a tree but went with my stick instead. He was thrashing and tearing apart some red brush with his horns. it was sooo cool! He had no idea I was there. I waited until he stopped and pulled the trigger. He hunched up and went a few ft so I put one more in him. the 2nd was perfect right thru his heart. I was really excited. he's my 2nd best buck to date.
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