5 states, 4 species, and hopefully a boys first deer.

Almost finished it up this morning. We hiked into a new area and bumped a bull with 5 cows/calfs at about 60 yards. My buddy was setup and had them in the scope as they slowed down at around 160 yards. Tried a cow call but they never stopped so no shot. Couldn't find the herd from yesterday.20241216_101352.jpg
 
I feel like the stay puff marshmallow man this cold is BS. I fear I've lived to long in the gentle climate of the south to ever hack it living up here. My wife and I always talk about retiring to either Wyoming or the gulf coast in Texas I think I know which ones winning.20241215_073407.jpg
 
So I’m Tanner, Will’s buddy hunting with him up here in Wyoming. Figured I’d give the story on this morning.
I was hiking in taking my time glassing up every bit of country I could when I saw wayyyy up in elevation and distance an ungulate shaped critter between some trees. It still wasn’t light enough out to be able to 100% ID it as elk but I didn’t want to ignore it either. I slowly made my way up near where I saw whatever it was and started going into stupid slow mode (also dodge the crunchy snow mode). I got to a little knob and put the binos back to work. Spotted a group of about 20 elk over a mile to my south. There was plenty of terrain between us and the wind was good so I started making my way towards them. I was going through a pretty steep draw when I ate sh*t after stepping on a piece of ground that ended up not being ground under the 2+ feet of snow but my ass broke the fall so all was well. Once I got about a quarter mile from where I last saw them I dropped my pack and my squeaky bino harness and proceeded with just my rifle, shooting stick and rangefinder. I closed the distance to where I had seen them in the slowest pace I think I’ve ever done. Avoiding crunchy snow and trying to be as quiet as humanly possible took the better part of an hour and a half or so. As I came over the final rise I used my rangefinder to scan every juniper and nook and cranny they could be in and nothing. I looked further to my south and once again about a mile or so away (and out of my unit) I see the herd casually making their way up another hill grazing along without a care in the world. I walked back to my pack and ate lunch and watched them move further and further away in the binos. After that I checked out a nice chunk of state land that is filled with bedding but all the hot sign was where that herd was. All in all I’m happy to have seen elk that I could make a play on, even though it wasn’t successful and needed up putting around 7-8ish miles on the heel toe express. Gonna be back after it 120% tomorrow since it’s the last day we can hunt so who knows what will happen.

Oh and here’s me pointing to where they ended up.
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