Altitude_Freak
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After scouting my area in August, I only turned up a few smaller bucks. Fast forward a few months and I get really distracted with chukar hunting with my one year old GSP.
I finally regain focus and started hunting more serious again. Thankfully chukar hunting had gotten my legs and lungs back into shape. After reaching my area I turned this guy up with a small bachelor group making their way out of a draw. I could tell through my spotting scope he was definitely a shooter so I raced the setting sun to get set up for a shot. About a one mile trek later and another 1k of elevation gain I set up for a 350 yard shot. Some people like to stare at the animal through the scope and calm themselves down before shooting but I waited about one second before pulling the trigger once he was in my scope. Solo hunting is always awesome until the pack out...Nothing like fighting to get free out of some bushes all by yourself at 2 AM. 3 Miles later I made it back to the truck and headed home (because I forgot my sleeping bag). Thankful for another year in the Frank Church without popping my truck tires. Only broke my exhaust off and blew my power steering pump this year!
The only selfie I'll ever take.
Just doing a euro mount so didn't worry about the cape.
Still a little ways out from tagging along.
I finally regain focus and started hunting more serious again. Thankfully chukar hunting had gotten my legs and lungs back into shape. After reaching my area I turned this guy up with a small bachelor group making their way out of a draw. I could tell through my spotting scope he was definitely a shooter so I raced the setting sun to get set up for a shot. About a one mile trek later and another 1k of elevation gain I set up for a 350 yard shot. Some people like to stare at the animal through the scope and calm themselves down before shooting but I waited about one second before pulling the trigger once he was in my scope. Solo hunting is always awesome until the pack out...Nothing like fighting to get free out of some bushes all by yourself at 2 AM. 3 Miles later I made it back to the truck and headed home (because I forgot my sleeping bag). Thankful for another year in the Frank Church without popping my truck tires. Only broke my exhaust off and blew my power steering pump this year!
The only selfie I'll ever take.
Just doing a euro mount so didn't worry about the cape.
Still a little ways out from tagging along.
