If CPW or the people on the working group want advocates for wildlife and hunting, Colorado would be better off letting them chase the dream. The OIL change will improve draw odds by 0.0001% (maybe even less) and will likely prevent a good many people from giving any feces after they get their...
Best guess was a bad EFI fuse, but we switched that fuse in the trouble shooting, so not sure if there was a bad fuse and something else that caused it, or what. Transmission was a filter issue. Cheap fixes, expensive tow, and the truck rides again!
This bison meat was spread out, and at least 12 different families have eaten some.
My neighbor is from Scotland and had been bugging me to retrieve the necessary bits for haggis for over a year, and I finally made it happen. One lung, a lobe of liver, and what was left of the heart. Boiled...
I'm fleshing my own hides these days.
Horn sheaths popped off yesterday afternoon with a pretty heroic effort. Borax slurry scrub with a toothbrush and they just smell like bison smell when they're alive. The skull is a nighmare of rot, still. Euro mount later this week when I find a metal...
At the little town, we meet up with another saint of this story. The guy has been up since about 6, abandoned his wife and child, and driven 400 miles to pick me up. There's no way to repay kindness and generosity like this other than to try to pay it forward. I hope I can come close some day...
I'm not a morning person, but I appreciate the sunrises I am able to meet up with.
It's about 5 degrees, and the wind is blowing enough to convince me to set up the table downwind of the truck. I'm in my big puffy jacket, my puffy pants, my ski balaclava, ski gloves, extra beanie, and I'm...
Hide is fleshed and salted. I'm waiting until I need to reward myself for a job well done to get it tanned. Skull is in my backyard in a black trashbag waiting for the horn sheaths to rot off before I make it into a euro mount.
He was "taking that season off" and convinced me that I could do it...
I finally settle in to sleep around 5am. The snow is blowing, but not much accumulation yet because of the wind, only 15mph currently. A solid 8 hours of sleep would be nice, but I am reluctantly brought to a groggy wakefulness by hunger, and my phone buzzing after a measly 3 hours. The truck is...
The next morning, the sunrise is one of the most spectacular I've ever witnessed. I'm in the red rocks area, and the light shines from almost every direction as the sun breaks the horizon.
I sip some coffee in the front seat of my truck, back in my sleeping bag after a 5 minute trip to the...
The next day is a Friday. I've been at it with varying degrees of intensity for a week. Plan C is the target today, a canyon with towering walls and a unique access situation.
I have heard stories of bison here from a few people. Why am I checking out Plan C on rumors when Plan A has bison? Fear...
I start the next day from the lower side of the unit in the red rocks, and wind my way up through the layers and eons to near the end of the designated road. I talk to a nice guy whose dad has the tag, but ultimately didn't find a cow. I also talked to a guy riding his 4wheeler out of the...
I start this new attitude by celebrating new years 2024 in my truck, alone, with some sparkle.
The next day, I'm up to glass. I can see where the bison were, and if they are still there, I'm giving it another go.
But they are not there. Even a few miles away, 70x doesn't lie.
I circle the...
I take my time (out of necessity due to the boulder fields called roads here) getting to the nearest road access point to the ridge that will take me above the bison. The views are spectacular, but I'm lacking some urgency that will ultimately contibute to misery.
Halfway up, I find my first...
My first foray into the unit is filled with excitement. I have plans A to G in my head. There are no secrets in these mountains, just stunning landscapes, colorful sunrises and sunsets, and a few bison.
The morning of day two, I catch the briefest of glimpses of my first free ranging bison...
I've taken weeks to decide to write this up.
The thing I want to achieve by sharing this story is to promote appreciation for this animal, and hopefully spur interest in allowing free-ranging herds to return to more state and federal lands, so more people can share in their physical and...