AustinL
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The past weekend was the last weekend of our mule deer season here in Texas.
My dad and I were sitting on a point glassing a big canyon and were just about to call it for the morning when I spotted this buck on the rim of the canyon somewhere between 800 and 1,000 yards as the crow flies. After watching him on the ridge we decided that we needed to try and make a move as soon as he went out of sight. The buck eased over the ridge and out of sight and the foot race was on we dropped down our side of the canyon and across the bottom then started our ascent back up the other side. As we neared the top we slowed down to survey and catch our breath. we slowly started making our way to where we saw him cross the other side.
We were about 125 yards from where we last saw him when a doe appeared on the ridge and we got down to see what would happen and avoid spooking her. After a few minutes of her browsing in front of us the buck could not stand it any longer and climbed up onto the ridge offering a perfect 125 yard broadside shot.
Getting to share the entire hunt with my dad made it all the more special. We hunt together on the same property all the time but it is not often we are together like that for a stalk.
He is not a Giant by western standards but is a very nice buck for our area. The lack of rear forks seems to be a genetic trait which we see quite a bit of.
My dad and I were sitting on a point glassing a big canyon and were just about to call it for the morning when I spotted this buck on the rim of the canyon somewhere between 800 and 1,000 yards as the crow flies. After watching him on the ridge we decided that we needed to try and make a move as soon as he went out of sight. The buck eased over the ridge and out of sight and the foot race was on we dropped down our side of the canyon and across the bottom then started our ascent back up the other side. As we neared the top we slowed down to survey and catch our breath. we slowly started making our way to where we saw him cross the other side.
We were about 125 yards from where we last saw him when a doe appeared on the ridge and we got down to see what would happen and avoid spooking her. After a few minutes of her browsing in front of us the buck could not stand it any longer and climbed up onto the ridge offering a perfect 125 yard broadside shot.
Getting to share the entire hunt with my dad made it all the more special. We hunt together on the same property all the time but it is not often we are together like that for a stalk.
He is not a Giant by western standards but is a very nice buck for our area. The lack of rear forks seems to be a genetic trait which we see quite a bit of.
