Ok, I am back in town now and can add my spin and defend myself from Brian's attacks. Let me get the record straight, I was not snoring, that was mountain lion deterrent. I was making sure that any mountain lion in the area thought that there was something bigger and meaner in that tent.
The hunt was great and so was the company. As Jason noted us flatlanders soon found out that you thought long and hard about heading DOWN any buttes. The weather was a little too good for long day walks, the day temps were getting in the high 70’s and the nights were dropping in the low 40’s. Saw a far number of does but the bucks were tough to find.
I had a porcupine try and crawl in my lap one evening as I was sitting next to a big cottonwood on a dirt mound down inside a dried up creek bed. I had some deer moving in on me and I could not move a whole lot to get the porcupine to leave the area. I used a short forked stick to keep him at least a foot away. He wanted up that dirt mound so he could climb up that tree for the night and he could not under stand why that tree kept pushing him back, so he gave up and sat down less than 12 inches from me and pondered what next. I really did not care what he did as long as he did not sit in my lap. He eventually gave up and went on his way.
Another evening when Brian and I went out I had walked about 800 yards through some thigh high grass to try to set up an ambush. When I walked out that night it was pitch black and of course I was thinking about the lions, bears and tigers (ok, little exaggeration) that could eat me and up flushed a pheasant less than 5 yards from me. Right then and there for a brief second I knew my wife was going to be a widow. After I found some strength to put back in to my knees, I finished the walk to meet up with Brian.
Was a great trip and I learned a lot to apply to the hunt next year. They ony bit of advise I can give you from this trip, Jason talked about taking a road that was a short cut during one of our trips back to camp, my tip, DO NOT take these at night. I will not say any more in case my wife reads this.
I have added some more pictures.
Camp the first night
Second Camp
Bedded doe and fawn
Deer on a ridge line
Valley
Ridge line in the distance that I walked around
Me
Left to right: Brian, Jason the successful, Tony
Topic: ND Tradganger hunt (Read 1758 times)
