I hate electrical issues, I have sold some good cars rather than chase down some stupid problem.
well I went for a nature hike again this afternoon, after piddlin around in the basement some, and then pulled the battery's and gas tank from the boat.
I moved the little trailer over but didn't move the Boat away yet, the Bronco should be coming home pretty soon and I want to tow the boat around with it some before putting it away, and if we get a little Indian summer I might put it back in the water again.
anyway the Nature hike turned out pretty well, we rolled up one canyon and hiked up on top of the ridge.
we could see all the way back to town and down into the next canyon over after we got up above the Quakie tree line.
we wandered down a bare rock ridge for a bit and was watching about 1.5 miles of canyon side when some ladies in bright green and orange outfits come blabbing up the road followed about 15 minutes later by some guy's in a truck pretty much blaring their radio loud enough we could hear it 600 yds. up the hill but not understand a damn thing the guy they were listening to was yelling about.
we dropped off the ridge and cut back to the truck and moved down the road some.
I was going to drop down to almost the bottom and walk up on another ridge I had seen some deer on the other night, but happened to glance out the side window and seen a deer cutting through another draw.
I flipped around and sent Dawn over a small ridge to try and cut it off to see what it was.
she popped out a minute later and signaled me that there was some deer in there but she didn't see what some of them were before they cut up the hill.
I told her to walk up the draw a little further and wait and I would move the truck and come in.
figuring we could maybe work both sides and maybe move something into an opening.
it was waay too steep and thick for that but we could walk the one side in the old growth pine trees I like to hunt anyway and watch the other.
we had gone about 1/4 mile up when I seen some deer up on the other side of the hill about 5-600 yards away, and I couldn't make out exactly what they were through the tops of the trees.
so we walked down until we got parallel to them and I started climbing up the hill trying to see over the tree-tops, actually getting further and further away with each step.
finally I could see them fairly well and sat down and started glassing them I could see all of them but one, he finally gave me a look and I could see it was a buck but he was behind some does and I wasn't sure how far it was across the canyon.
finally Dawn says I got Trystan's range finder but I can't see the deer from here.
well can you see those holly bushes?
yeah.
okay give me a range to them and I will figure the rest.
she hand signals back 286 and your 30 yards behind me.
ahh crap 316 plus another 10-15 up behind the Holly bushes close to 330
I signal down to her 330yds, and she whispers I can't make that shot with my rifle and scope.
well I can but,, I need a little better rest than this stick I'm using.
she is like there is a stump about 10 yards behind you.
come on man,,,, another 10 yards..
up I go slowly since the lead doe is now looking our direction, and I'm afraid of slipping down the hill, get behind the stump and settle the rifle and myself down for the shot.
it takes the Buck another 5 minutes to walk out from behind the Doe and I settle the crosshairs and take the shot.
I seen him react immediately to the impact of the 25-06 and his back legs kind of buckled then I kind of lost him in the scope then seen him take a jump and another one before i can cycle the bolt, and he is out of sight.
the Boy is below me near the bottom and is moving up the hill and Dawn heads out as soon as I say I hit him and hit him good, I stay up there so I can direct them to the spot.
Cody gets up to just about the spot and says he don't see any blood and then heads off in the wrong direction. [he is handicapped, and doesn't know what to look for]
I holler for him to stop and wait for his sister who can track but not run up a mountain like he can.
she gets up there and I direct her to the spot and the direction the deer went.
she doesn't see any blood immediately but about 5 steps later she signals back she see's good blood and sends her Brother ahead to look around, he immediately hollers out he found the deer down the side of the mountain where it had rolled and slid to a stop.
when I caught up to them, Dawn said you could see it took about 2 bounds and just crumpled up in mid jump and pretty much fell for the first 15-20' on it's face, then rolled down the Mtn. until it hit some small aspen tree's about 35-40yds below, and come to a stop.
thankfully the hill he went down was actually toward the road [but not the truck] but I'll take that any day.