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NuttyNative
07-27-2011, 08:51 PM
Went out scouting after work tonight. Lotsa bucks, now just have to figure out how to get one. They are on a very small reserve the fields are off limits to hunt but where I took the pictures from they are fair game. Season opens August 8th. Some very nice bucks in the group. The deer in the foreground are 70-90 yarsd, the deer in the background are about 250 yards. I have a good camera now. I quit counting at 25 with horns. There were more in the trees on the other side of the field.
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NuttyNative
07-27-2011, 08:52 PM
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gravedigger
07-27-2011, 09:41 PM
hot damn thats alot of bucks.i have not even came across a buck worth looking at in the wild.again hot damn thats alot of bucks

Destroyer
07-27-2011, 10:21 PM
hot damn thats alot of bucks

Dam straight!!! :D

You have limits on how many you can shoot right?

SkyChi
07-28-2011, 12:53 AM
Looks like you have plenty to keep you interested for sure. Good luck!

NuttyNative
07-28-2011, 04:37 AM
Dam straight!!! :D

You have limits on how many you can shoot right?

Only one, and we have the draw system here in Nevada.

Destroyer
07-28-2011, 03:15 PM
Only one, and we have the draw system here in Nevada.

Bugger, with all those bucks? Maybe that's why there is so many lol! ;)

Rangerj
07-28-2011, 03:30 PM
Outstanding ,Never seen that many bucks together before.Hope you get a good one. :cool:

polaris754
08-08-2011, 05:05 PM
hey nice group there, fer sure , me thinks if u can only get one , I WILL COME AND GET THE REST !!!!!!!!!!LOL

NuttyNative
08-08-2011, 09:03 PM
Those deer are safe and they know it.
I had a great encounter today with a 3x4 right at dusk. Seen him and a doe enter a cut alfalfa field about 1/4 mile from where I was glassing. Didn't want to spook them with the truck so I took off through an adjoining corn field. When I came out I was in line with them at 255 yards. The wind was in my favor so I started after them in an almost open field that had been cut once and had 2nd growth about a foot high. I had irrigation rows between me and them every 50 yards and was using that for cover. When I got within 100 yards the cover got alot smaller so I started crawling. At 70 yards I popped my head up slowly to verify location and the doe busted me. In the meantime the buck had layed down. She took two bounces and he stood up broad side at 71 yards.
I knew the gig was up and didn't push them so I let them walk out of the field because I plan on setting a blind on the edge of the field and didn't want to blow them out into the next county. I don't feel comfortable with a shot over 50 yards either. I was hopeing to get 35-40 yards and start the party. ZGonna try the blind tomorrow night.

shaverd
08-09-2011, 06:06 AM
I knew the gig was up and didn't push them so I let them walk out of the field because I plan on setting a blind on the edge of the field and didn't want to blow them out into the next county. I don't feel comfortable with a shot over 50 yards either. I was hopeing to get 35-40 yards and start the party. ZGonna try the blind tomorrow night.


Sounds like you had some fun. Good luck tomorrow.

NuttyNative
08-13-2011, 08:49 PM
The blind was a bust as well. Down in the fields the deer come out right around 8:00pm and it's too dark to shoot at 8:15. I got the blind set up at 6:00 and just waited. At 7:55 I seen a set of headlights moving toward the fields from a private land field. I assumes someone had permission to hunt there. Well, the farmer sent one of his workers out to turn on the irrigation valves and the truck drives up the side of the field I'm on the edge of. I tucked the blind inside some thorn bushes 2 feet off the edge of the field. The truck drives right in front of me and stops 50 yards away. Guy jumps out and walks 3/4 across the field to open valves, comes back, turns the truck around, and leaves the way he came in. Never even looking my way. I'm upset cause my hunt was blown, there is a road on all 4 sides of these fields and it was closer to the valves on the other side. I guess that's hunting on public land??

This morning I went to the river which is directly behind the fields in the pictures with all the bucks. The deer frequently cross the river back & forth. I get in to a set up I laid out the night before at 5:00 am. It is daylight at 5:30, at 6:30 I see another hunter walking on the trail. He walks by at 10 yards and never seen me and looked like he was moving up river so I never got his attention. Well, 70 yards from me he leaves the trail and sets up under a large cottonwood tree. We can't see each other because there are two large bushes between us. I picked this spot because there are two drainage's and two trails leading to the river on my side. There are also 3 trails leading to the river on the other bank, a natural crossing point. At 7:00 am I hear lots of splashing and it's getting closer. I stand and get into pre draw mode. I see horns at 35 yards and draw. The 3x3 stops and looks to his right. It's been my experience that when deer look at something they usually turn to face it first. He sees the other hunter and I'm at full draw, pin in the chest waiting for him to turn and face the guy so I can shoot. Well something didn't seem right to him and he bailed back into the river for the other side. Once there he hung out 5 minutes or so before heading back into the brush. I swear they know where it's safe on that river.

I never said anything to the other guy, he didn't know I was there and here again......... That's hunting on public land for ya.
I went to the same place tonight and guess what? The same guy was there, closer to the river and had the nerve to wave me off. I promptly waved him to come to the trail, showed him my set up, and thanked him for blowing my 35 yard shot this morning then left. Gonna try a different area in the morning. That's huntin...... I sure would have loved to stick that buck while the other guy was helplessly watching..

Destroyer
08-14-2011, 01:15 AM
Great story even with no deer taken. :)

shaverd
08-14-2011, 07:41 AM
That is the chance you take on public lands. Its happen to me quite a few times as well. I hope it works out for you in your new area.

NuttyNative
08-15-2011, 09:41 AM
Went out this morning and caught 10 leaving a field 70 - 80 yards off the road. They were alearted when I stopped to glass them. Two took off and the others followed. I waited behind a big bush for them to cross the road and only a doe & fawn came out. I found the rest feeding up the fence line of the field. So I get back in the truck and head up the road quite a ways and park. I have alott of sagebrush as cover and am working my way towards them 25 yards off the fence line. I figured they would continue up the fence line to the corner of the field so kept my focus in that general direction.
Well, they decided to head back to the road. I found this out as I looked up to place my step and had a fork horn looking right at me 25 yards away. I had plenty of time to draw but the vitals were behind sagebrush. I was trying to figure out which way to take a step so I could get a shot and one of the does bolted for the field. As expected, they all headed for the field and stopped 75 yards out. There were two bucks, the fork, and a spike. They all headed to the corner of the field to cross. I beat feet back to the truck and got ahead of them again. Using a hay stack to cover my movement I head towards the field where they should be. When I get to the hay stack they are 55 yards out and confused as to which way they want to go. I am using a tree on the edge of the field as cover to get closer and head out. Half way there, a truck goes by on the main road where my truck is and all I see is 8 mule deer bouncing away.
If I'd been paying better attention earlier, I may have had a two point in the truck. No worries, I had a good time today and seen in the neighborhood of 40 deer, granted only two with horns, but that's not what it's all about for me. I'll keep pluggin along.

NuttyNative
08-17-2011, 02:42 PM
Had an awesome encounter this morning. I been seeing the same deer every time I go to my other spot. Usually too far out in an open field, feeding in the opposite direction. There are 3 doe's and two 2 points. I seen them on the edge of the field at 5:40am so I keep driving on by and parked about 400 yards away and started the stalk.
The fields are surrounded by tall, thick sagebrush and willow. There are trails all throughout it. I quickly spray down, grab the bow and head out. When I near the field the two bucks are 45 yards out and I need to get past a few willows for an open shot. I have bad knees and don't stoop or bend over too easy so I started crawling to make the last 10 yards undetected.
When I reach a spot that I can see, the bucks are gone. They moved down field 60 yards to where the doe's were. No problem, I'll just back track and circle around them because I think they are eventually going to the far corner anyway. Wrong, when I get to the far corner they are in the middle feeding. So now I play the waiting game. They go to the far edge and turn down my direction. I have kept them in my sight up to this point. When they are half way down I need to move where I will have cover to shoot. I set myself inside and off right in a thorn bush and wait.
Thirty minutes later and no deer, I get up on my knees to locate them. Well, they crossed the fence and were headed into another field. Not to worry, I'll just circle back around them and watch what's going on. I get over to the other fence line and just watch them feed in the other field. For some reason they were very aware of me watching them. They got a little weird and headed back to the first place I thought they were going.
I snuck back into the corner and hid in the bushes about 20 yards to the right of where I first was. Setting up for a 20 yard shot when they cross from one field to the other. When I hadn't seen them for a bit I slowly stood. I can only see one buck about 50 yards away heading up the other side of the bushes I'm hiding behind. I start moving in the same direction looking for a shooting lane in the tall brush. They are headed down a trail on the other side of me looking to cross the road.
This stuff is so tall and thick that I have to use a 2” hole in the brush to get a 12 yard shot. Three to five minutes later, all the birds that are in the bushes fly out as if spooked. That tells me the deer are coming so I took one last deep breath and got ready. I see an ear so I draw. It's a doe, and she stops right in my shooting lane and is checking me out. She stayed there for what felt like forever before continuing down the trail. The next deer is a buck and he stops ONE foot from my lane. I'm still holding, getting positive thoughts. Where he is standing there are several small willow branches covering the vitals. I briefly considered letting it fly and decided to wait for that last step. Now I'm starting to get a little tired from holding the draw, he lifts a front foot to take a step and the doe behind him jumps to the field. I swear he turned his body toward the field in mid step.
The last time I seen them they were 80 or so yards and heading out. I look at my watch for time and it's now 8:45. Seemed like it had only been an hour. WHAT A RUSH, I had a blast. I have no deer to show for it but look at it as a success because I waited for a CLEAR shot. Yes, I could have shot through the willows and the arrow may have pushed it's way to the mark, BUT, it also could have done many other things. I don't feel remorseful about it in the least!!!
I'm going to give em' another whirl in the morning then I have to work for three night shifts before I can go back out.

shaverd
08-17-2011, 07:35 PM
....he lifts a front foot to take a step and the doe behind him jumps to the field. I swear he turned his body toward the field in mid step.
......WHAT A RUSH, I had a blast. I have no deer to show for it but look at it as a success because I waited for a CLEAR shot. Yes, I could have shot through the willows and the arrow may have pushed it's way to the mark, BUT, it also could have done many other things. I don't feel remorseful about it in the least!!!

Great story. I am glad you held off and waited. Too many times I hear people say they shot a deer or an elk but could never find it. They say things like they followed the blood trail for three miles and then it ran out. I know sometimes a bad shot can happen but sometimes we just need to wait. You can feel very good about your decision. For me, hunts that turned out like this give me a rush just as big as if I had shot the animal. Good job!

Conan
08-18-2011, 06:10 PM
Those are some good stories, made for a great read. I can't wait to find out how you go in three days time :D

And to echo the above post, props for waiting on the shot.

NuttyNative
08-23-2011, 09:31 AM
Well, been back to my little herd the last few days. That area gets a lot of pressure on the weekends and I wasn't sure if they were still hanging around. I got down there before day break and there was another truck parked where I normally park. I figured they were in the corner where I wanted to go so I pulled past their truck 200 yards and quickly formed plan B.
I was happy to see the deer feeding in the field as I headed to a known exit trail they use after feeding. I set up for a 25 yard shot tucked into some willows. I can see half the deer on the left of the willows and the rest on the right of them. I'm slowly bouncing from left to right to see their progress every 5 minutes or so. Twenty minutes into the wait I hear a snort and a stomp. I bob left & right to find my deer and they are still 100 yards out in the field. I slowly turn my head and there is a spike 35-40 yards directly behind me checking me out.
I had set my bow on a fence post to glass my herd in the field and was two steps from it. I slowly take a step towards it while moving my hand to the sling and he just raises his head to get a better look. On the second step I have the bow in my left hand and my right is on the release, ever so slowly trying to get a shooting position as I turn. He let me get facing him before he walked behind the brush never to be seen again.
That done, I turn my attention back to the field and locate the deer. They are now 60 yards out and feeding towards the corner of the field to my right. Where they are headed is out of range 70+ yards down the road. I can't pursue them without being seen from the front and there's a fence behind me That I'll need to climb over. I wait till I have an opening and clear the fence and start sneaking down the road that was behind me.
I see them cross the main dirt road at the corner they were headed to earlier. Sadly, that was the last time I seen them. These things are good at disappearing in sage brush. I decide to walk down to where they crossed to figure out an ambush point for the following morning. There are large cottonwood trees along the road with a steep bank. I made a simple natural blind from sage and tree limbs where I had shooting lanes ranging from 15-35 yards.
Went down this morning as planned. The deer were feeding as usual and heading my way. For some reason they were heading towards the other crossing (where I was yesterday) and I was trying to figure out how to beat them there without being picked off. Well, I thought my luck was changing. The deer were 20 yards off the road and a car is coming in the distance. I figure they'll just move faster to cross and I'm done. Not so, they went back into the field heading straight to me. They continue to feed until all noise from the car is gone. I can't see them at this point because there in a 15 yard strip of brush between us. I couldn't take it any longer and peeked over the brush and there was a doe at about 40 yards still coming.
I'm thinking “this is gonna work as planned”. I see another doe come out at 35 yards and right behind her is one of the two points. They stop and all I can see is their heads. Five more yards and they will be on the bank in full view. This is where I got busted, still don't know what happened. If I was winded, they seen movement, or just changed their mind about crossing there. I seen what I thought was an ear headed in the opposite direction but wasn't sure. Ten minutes later and no deer and I was sure.
They had went back up field and crossed where the car spooked them and I couldn't see them. So I again assessed the situation and came up with a new plan for in the morning. Going to set up for a 20 yard shot where they cross the fence not the road. Who knows, the spike my make another appearance while I'm waiting for them.

NuttyNative
09-05-2011, 08:49 PM
Well my season ended today and this is all I have to show for it. I had a great time trying to learn these Nevada mule deer as this was my first year hunting them. My hunting partner was busy with his step dad's California bighorn hunt, which was successful Sunday.

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NuttyNative
09-21-2011, 07:12 PM
Just got back from 3 days of looking for cow Elk, seen everything but that. Four bulls, 2 two points, a spike & a four point. Eight Antelope with two bomber bucks, five deer, and 9 coyotes. Got some good info from a local just as we were leaving to come home. Will have to check it out the day before opener, Octobet 1st.

7239 feet above everything, the wife is looking at the two point in the next pic
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270 yards out, my zoom worked pretty good
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This is a spike that was pretty spooky. He was 50-60 yards when we first seen him leaving a water hole. close to 200 when he stopped for the pic.
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This was by one of the 4 water holes I found.
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My season is 18 days and I only have 12 to hunt. I'm bringing everything, bow, black powder, and rifle as this is a any legal weapon tag. I found a place to use each. I leave on the 29th and will be returning on the 12th.

NuttyNative
09-28-2011, 06:10 AM
Motorhome renovation almost done. It's 85% loaded for the Elk hunt. Leaving Thursday around noon for 12 days if necessary. :)

elkslayer4x5
09-29-2011, 07:56 AM
Todays the day, got the rv all renovated and loaded? Have a great hunt, and I know that you'll post plenty of pics when you get that cow on the ground. Best of luck to you! :D

NuttyNative
10-02-2011, 10:21 PM
Story to come, been up since 5am and it's now 12:15am. A very long day. 360 yard shot, Weatherby Vanguard 270WSM
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Double S
10-02-2011, 10:49 PM
A big Congrats NuttyNative!. That's gonna be some fine eating!.

NuttyNative
10-04-2011, 09:51 PM
Ever have a trip that you were soooooooooo looking forward to and have things go so wrong that you wished you stayed home? This Elk hunt was my getaway and I was so jazzed & ready for a break from reality. The Motorhome was packed and ready, running like a top. I tried to get the wife to leave Thursday morning after I got home from work. She wasn't too hip on that and wanted me to sleep a little after working 12 hours. I was just wanting to leave, and get there before it got hot.
She won on that one, strike one. Then she asks if I mind if her daughter comes along. She just broke up from a 1½ relationship & it might help her to be out with no cell reception. I know better than to say no of my trip will be hampered by attitude. So, I smile & say sure she can go, will need the help loading the elk. Scored major brownie points. I was up at noon and everything was a go, just needed to load my bike, the gas cans, and gas up the rigs.

We live 26 miles East of Reno and my hunt unit was clear across the state, above Wells Nevada, 278 miles east (a 4 hour drive in a car), and the unit was 65 miles north of Wells. We are on the road making good time and I'm still stoked. At 5pm we are 45 miles outside of Wells and the motorhome starts missing & loosing power. So much so that it won't get out of it's own way. I switch the fuel tanks over thinking it's a fuel delivery issue and it kinda gets better. Takes us 1½ hours to go the 45 miles. Knowing it's another 65 miles to where we want to camp, we pull into a truck stop for the night for several reasons. I'm starting to get a little flustered.

Morning comes and I tear into finding what the problem is. I found oil in the air filter so I re-routed the valve cover blow by and washed it out. Filled the tank and tried it out while I still had access to a parts store if needed. Things were back on track & running well so we headed up the hill to camp. Halfway there it started acting up again with the same symptoms? We pull off and I take off the new fuel crossover valve I put on and run on one tank direct. Again, things seemed to be back on track.
My arms are covered with gas and it's getting later in the day. Not wanting to waste any water I go back to town to a truck stop for a shower. I have never used a shower at a truck stop so I went into the drivers lounge to ask the routine. Three guys say, hey bro, you don't have to pay one, I have an extra one on my card, if we don't use them we loose it. I'm thinking cool, things are getting better. By the time I get back to the motorhome it's 3pm on Friday, my last day to scout & I wanted to check out two other spots.

We get to the campsite and it looks like a small city. I figured it'd be gone anyway. My second choice was 12 miles up the road so we trudge on. It was 4:30 when we got there, so we set up real quick so I could take the bike out before it got dark. Unloaded the bike and it was having issues with fuel also? Not wanting to mess with it I took the truck. I found a lot of tents set up where I wanted to hunt, a few coyotes, and a few Antelope. I call it a night and finish setting up camp and plan my opening day.

Saturday morning, opening day I take the truck & head out to the juniper trees by a water hole and sit on it for a few hours. During that time 4 other hunters drove right through my set & not a one seen me or the truck. Getting upset at the amount of road hunters I head back to camp to work on the bike. The last time I rode it was in the mud & snow. Seems I forgot to clean the air filter and it was as solid as concrete. After soaking it in the creek for a few hours & cleaning it, it was running fine. I took it out that afternoon and only see Antelope and that a fire has started right in the middle of the unit. The smoke is traveling in the direction I was planning to hunt so I head back to camp.

Now I do a status check on the supplies and see the wife has already used ¼ of the fresh water. I check the fuel & need to add some. 20 gallons later, all the jugs are empty and I'm starting to get worked up. She has the door open and the screen shut. Major wind gust start and rip the door loose from the frame & now I'm pissed. Brought the cordless drill and some screws to hang mini blinds with, so I fix the door & try to calm down a bit.

Just as I get the door fixed two trucks pull up across the road and set up camp 20 yards from us?? Now I'm starting to get steamed again. I tell the wife & step daughter to pack up were leaving. I was planning on going to the bottom of the unit and working the canyons now because of the fire. Driving down for some reason I stopped where we had seen the spike leaving the water hole while scouting. Decided to set up camp there. Lots of junipers, draws, and saddles across the flat that looked promising. It's now 6pm and were all dirty, out of gas, low on water, and high on attitudes ( wife & daughter not getting along because she's whining) so we head to town for showers, supplies, and dinner. When all is said and done it's 11:00pm before we get back to camp.

Not knowing when they water I got up at 5:30 and set in a lawn chair behind the motorhome to watch the flats. Daylight came at 6:15, at 7:15 I had gassed up the bike and was loading my pack for a trip up the hill and I seen dust on the flat. I look through the bino's and see 5 cows, a calf, and a 5 point heading to the waterhole 500 yards from camp. There are two small nobs between us so I wait till they are behind the first (an old cattle loading ramp) and grab the rifle out of the truck and take off running. When I see them moving closer I drop & freeze. They move behind the second and I take off again. I need to cross the in the lower part of the gorge the waterhole is in and beat feet for the old loading ramp because it will hide me all the way and give me an elevated shooting position.

I see the last ones rump as it's going down to drink. Cool, that gives me time to catch my breath, plan the shot, and collect my excitement. Then I notice the second nob 90 yards closer and consider trying to make it over. Not knowing how long they will drink I stay put. I was shaking so bad it took three tries to get an accurate range from my rangefinder, 360 yards. I lined it up for 300 so hold high an inch and should be good.

After 5 minutes I was thinking they slipped out somewhere, after 10 minutes I was getting parinoid because I never took my eyes off where they were. Finally, the first cow came up right where they went in. She stopped right on top of the hill and I let the Weatherby bark. I heard the hit and seen her drop like a rock. Then they all came up, confused and excited they all gave me a good second chance had I missed. I looked at the motorhome thinking the wife & daughter would be out to check out the noise & get to see the Elk running for the trees, but never did.

Walked up to where I seen her go down and there she was, never moved. I cut her throat to bleed out and went back to camp for help. Had to wake both of them up & they asked if I was sure I got one? Showed them blood on the knife, got some high 5's and went out to start the work. Neither of them are too keen on blood & guts but they both helped tremendously. I gutted her out & made the call to skin her in the truck thinking the hair would aid in loading and to keep it clean. Hooked a come a long to the front lower anchor in the bed and the other end around the front feet. The daughter ran the come along up till it couldn't go no more and the wife & I hoisted the hind quarters up and in. An hour later we were packing up for home.

Had to gas up in Wells and found out that Napa was open till 3:00 so I sent the wife down to get spark plugs and while she was in route I found three fried plug wires. I had just done a complete major tune up before the trip and replaced everything. She got plugs & wires and after an hour we were good to go. I only replaced the wires because the plugs look good, had new ones if there were problems down the road. That did the trick and all was good. Had an appreciated , long, uneventful drive home and arrived here at 8:30pm.

Took the Elk over to a friends to quarter it and put it in the cooler and discovered parts of a broadhead under her left front shoulder. Three inches to the right & she would have been a goner. I think it was from last year and it looked like a thunderhead. Lost most of that shoulder as it smelled pretty bad and didn't want to take any chances. I planned to use the bow for the first week but seemed like this was the trip from hell & I just wanted it to end so I grabbed the rifle.

I took two bows, a muzzle loader, and the Weatherby. In the end it was a successful hunt in the fact I got one, but unsuccessful in the fun & relaxing venue. I still have 8 days vacation left so the wife & I are taking the motorhome to the lake ALONE and try and find a few fish. I'm sure there's a few things I forgot that went wrong but let me tell you Murphy was hard at work in a lot of areas.

NuttyNative
10-16-2011, 04:29 PM
Side note on my hunting buddys.

Dennis and his 2011 Antelope, 20 yards, Limbsaver Deadzone. He also has cow Elk and Bighorn sheep comming in November.
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Other buddy Bob. 2011 California Bighorn, 275 yards, 300 Ultra mag.
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gravedigger
10-16-2011, 04:45 PM
Ever have a trip that you were soooooooooo looking forward to and have things go so wrong that you wished you stayed home? This Elk hunt was my getaway and I was so jazzed & ready for a break from reality. The Motorhome was packed and ready, running like a top. I tried to get the wife to leave Thursday morning after I got home from work. She wasn't too hip on that and wanted me to sleep a little after working 12 hours. I was just wanting to leave, and get there before it got hot.
She won on that one, strike one. Then she asks if I mind if her daughter comes along. She just broke up from a 1½ relationship & it might help her to be out with no cell reception. I know better than to say no of my trip will be hampered by attitude. So, I smile & say sure she can go, will need the help loading the elk. Scored major brownie points. I was up at noon and everything was a go, just needed to load my bike, the gas cans, and gas up the rigs.

We live 26 miles East of Reno and my hunt unit was clear across the state, above Wells Nevada, 278 miles east (a 4 hour drive in a car), and the unit was 65 miles north of Wells. We are on the road making good time and I'm still stoked. At 5pm we are 45 miles outside of Wells and the motorhome starts missing & loosing power. So much so that it won't get out of it's own way. I switch the fuel tanks over thinking it's a fuel delivery issue and it kinda gets better. Takes us 1½ hours to go the 45 miles. Knowing it's another 65 miles to where we want to camp, we pull into a truck stop for the night for several reasons. I'm starting to get a little flustered.

Morning comes and I tear into finding what the problem is. I found oil in the air filter so I re-routed the valve cover blow by and washed it out. Filled the tank and tried it out while I still had access to a parts store if needed. Things were back on track & running well so we headed up the hill to camp. Halfway there it started acting up again with the same symptoms? We pull off and I take off the new fuel crossover valve I put on and run on one tank direct. Again, things seemed to be back on track.
My arms are covered with gas and it's getting later in the day. Not wanting to waste any water I go back to town to a truck stop for a shower. I have never used a shower at a truck stop so I went into the drivers lounge to ask the routine. Three guys say, hey bro, you don't have to pay one, I have an extra one on my card, if we don't use them we loose it. I'm thinking cool, things are getting better. By the time I get back to the motorhome it's 3pm on Friday, my last day to scout & I wanted to check out two other spots.

We get to the campsite and it looks like a small city. I figured it'd be gone anyway. My second choice was 12 miles up the road so we trudge on. It was 4:30 when we got there, so we set up real quick so I could take the bike out before it got dark. Unloaded the bike and it was having issues with fuel also? Not wanting to mess with it I took the truck. I found a lot of tents set up where I wanted to hunt, a few coyotes, and a few Antelope. I call it a night and finish setting up camp and plan my opening day.

Saturday morning, opening day I take the truck & head out to the juniper trees by a water hole and sit on it for a few hours. During that time 4 other hunters drove right through my set & not a one seen me or the truck. Getting upset at the amount of road hunters I head back to camp to work on the bike. The last time I rode it was in the mud & snow. Seems I forgot to clean the air filter and it was as solid as concrete. After soaking it in the creek for a few hours & cleaning it, it was running fine. I took it out that afternoon and only see Antelope and that a fire has started right in the middle of the unit. The smoke is traveling in the direction I was planning to hunt so I head back to camp.

Now I do a status check on the supplies and see the wife has already used ¼ of the fresh water. I check the fuel & need to add some. 20 gallons later, all the jugs are empty and I'm starting to get worked up. She has the door open and the screen shut. Major wind gust start and rip the door loose from the frame & now I'm pissed. Brought the cordless drill and some screws to hang mini blinds with, so I fix the door & try to calm down a bit.

Just as I get the door fixed two trucks pull up across the road and set up camp 20 yards from us?? Now I'm starting to get steamed again. I tell the wife & step daughter to pack up were leaving. I was planning on going to the bottom of the unit and working the canyons now because of the fire. Driving down for some reason I stopped where we had seen the spike leaving the water hole while scouting. Decided to set up camp there. Lots of junipers, draws, and saddles across the flat that looked promising. It's now 6pm and were all dirty, out of gas, low on water, and high on attitudes ( wife & daughter not getting along because she's whining) so we head to town for showers, supplies, and dinner. When all is said and done it's 11:00pm before we get back to camp.

Not knowing when they water I got up at 5:30 and set in a lawn chair behind the motorhome to watch the flats. Daylight came at 6:15, at 7:15 I had gassed up the bike and was loading my pack for a trip up the hill and I seen dust on the flat. I look through the bino's and see 5 cows, a calf, and a 5 point heading to the waterhole 500 yards from camp. There are two small nobs between us so I wait till they are behind the first (an old cattle loading ramp) and grab the rifle out of the truck and take off running. When I see them moving closer I drop & freeze. They move behind the second and I take off again. I need to cross the in the lower part of the gorge the waterhole is in and beat feet for the old loading ramp because it will hide me all the way and give me an elevated shooting position.

I see the last ones rump as it's going down to drink. Cool, that gives me time to catch my breath, plan the shot, and collect my excitement. Then I notice the second nob 90 yards closer and consider trying to make it over. Not knowing how long they will drink I stay put. I was shaking so bad it took three tries to get an accurate range from my rangefinder, 360 yards. I lined it up for 300 so hold high an inch and should be good.

After 5 minutes I was thinking they slipped out somewhere, after 10 minutes I was getting parinoid because I never took my eyes off where they were. Finally, the first cow came up right where they went in. She stopped right on top of the hill and I let the Weatherby bark. I heard the hit and seen her drop like a rock. Then they all came up, confused and excited they all gave me a good second chance had I missed. I looked at the motorhome thinking the wife & daughter would be out to check out the noise & get to see the Elk running for the trees, but never did.

Walked up to where I seen her go down and there she was, never moved. I cut her throat to bleed out and went back to camp for help. Had to wake both of them up & they asked if I was sure I got one? Showed them blood on the knife, got some high 5's and went out to start the work. Neither of them are too keen on blood & guts but they both helped tremendously. I gutted her out & made the call to skin her in the truck thinking the hair would aid in loading and to keep it clean. Hooked a come a long to the front lower anchor in the bed and the other end around the front feet. The daughter ran the come along up till it couldn't go no more and the wife & I hoisted the hind quarters up and in. An hour later we were packing up for home.

Had to gas up in Wells and found out that Napa was open till 3:00 so I sent the wife down to get spark plugs and while she was in route I found three fried plug wires. I had just done a complete major tune up before the trip and replaced everything. She got plugs & wires and after an hour we were good to go. I only replaced the wires because the plugs look good, had new ones if there were problems down the road. That did the trick and all was good. Had an appreciated , long, uneventful drive home and arrived here at 8:30pm.

Took the Elk over to a friends to quarter it and put it in the cooler and discovered parts of a broadhead under her left front shoulder. Three inches to the right & she would have been a goner. I think it was from last year and it looked like a thunderhead. Lost most of that shoulder as it smelled pretty bad and didn't want to take any chances. I planned to use the bow for the first week but seemed like this was the trip from hell & I just wanted it to end so I grabbed the rifle.

I took two bows, a muzzle loader, and the Weatherby. In the end it was a successful hunt in the fact I got one, but unsuccessful in the fun & relaxing venue. I still have 8 days vacation left so the wife & I are taking the motorhome to the lake ALONE and try and find a few fish. I'm sure there's a few things I forgot that went wrong but let me tell you Murphy was hard at work in a lot of areas.

thats is one heck of a hunt.crazy how things can work out when your about to blow up.

i canceld my last hunting trip because a buddy of mine was taking his prego girlfriend.