fishing4sanity
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I got an invite to hunt deer in Alberta from one of the companies we do business with. I think the invite was due mainly to my son helping a couple of their guys with gun issues and rifle builds. Either way, it was a very fun trip and my first time to Canada. We could shoot both a whitetail and a mule deer, in the end I got both and unfortunately my son didn't get a shot opportunity. We started off hunting on a Monday and I was interested in this buck, but due to distance and a hard cross-wind it wasn't meant to be (thankfully).
On Thursday, just before dark I saw the mule deer I ended up getting. He was harassing a doe and I couldn't get a shot. The doe ran into a thicket of red willow and trees, due to very little light we decided to wait and hope for the next morning. At first shooting light we started working into the same area, as we were going up a small rise within 100 yards of where we saw him the night before he and the doe stood up out of their beds. I knew it was him and just like that the plan worked.
The next day was Saturday and we had to be headed home about noon. We went out to an area where we had been seeing both mulies and whitetails. After sitting and watching a clearing for about an hour of nothing showing up, suddenly a buck came out of the trees and quickly headed across the opening and my dreams for Canada became reality.
A few more photos of an old rake and the thickets in the background where I got the whitetail, an Alberta sunrise and the world's biggest truck (according to the sign).
On Thursday, just before dark I saw the mule deer I ended up getting. He was harassing a doe and I couldn't get a shot. The doe ran into a thicket of red willow and trees, due to very little light we decided to wait and hope for the next morning. At first shooting light we started working into the same area, as we were going up a small rise within 100 yards of where we saw him the night before he and the doe stood up out of their beds. I knew it was him and just like that the plan worked.
The next day was Saturday and we had to be headed home about noon. We went out to an area where we had been seeing both mulies and whitetails. After sitting and watching a clearing for about an hour of nothing showing up, suddenly a buck came out of the trees and quickly headed across the opening and my dreams for Canada became reality.
A few more photos of an old rake and the thickets in the background where I got the whitetail, an Alberta sunrise and the world's biggest truck (according to the sign).
