Monday morning
We were on top of it. At the parking lot well before light, with bonus darkness from the cold front that had moved in during the night. We were the only vehicle there when we headed in to the glassing knob where we had seen the "Pretty Buck" the morning before. It kind of sucked up there. It was cold, dark and rainy. But around 7am, we spotted a buck at only 320 yards. It was the small buck that was hanging with the "Pretty Buck" the day before. Sure enough, a couple minutes later, he fed out of the timber right in front of us.
FireTiger debated whether she should shoot right then and there, or try to get closer. She has made shots at that distance before, but not in rain and wind on a steep slope covered in cacti. The plan was to drop down using the north facing timber as cover, circle behind the buck and get a ~150 yard shot. I watched through the spotter while she made her move. Halfway through, the wind completely switched directions, and she had to invert the plan. With this change, I couldn't see her anymore, but kept eyes on the buck. Suddenly, he lifted his head and started sniffing.
Uhoh. I looked up from the scope and FireTiger was right above him. The terrain had been flattened from my POV, and I don't think she knew she was only 35 yards away from him, just on the other side of a small hump. The buck felt something amiss and trotted away just before she peaked over the hill. I couldn't see him after more than a few yards as he went behind the trees. Darn, so close!
There may have been some hindsighting thrown out about shooting from the knob. With no other animals showing themselves, we decided to go check on the group from the night before...
We were on top of it. At the parking lot well before light, with bonus darkness from the cold front that had moved in during the night. We were the only vehicle there when we headed in to the glassing knob where we had seen the "Pretty Buck" the morning before. It kind of sucked up there. It was cold, dark and rainy. But around 7am, we spotted a buck at only 320 yards. It was the small buck that was hanging with the "Pretty Buck" the day before. Sure enough, a couple minutes later, he fed out of the timber right in front of us.
FireTiger debated whether she should shoot right then and there, or try to get closer. She has made shots at that distance before, but not in rain and wind on a steep slope covered in cacti. The plan was to drop down using the north facing timber as cover, circle behind the buck and get a ~150 yard shot. I watched through the spotter while she made her move. Halfway through, the wind completely switched directions, and she had to invert the plan. With this change, I couldn't see her anymore, but kept eyes on the buck. Suddenly, he lifted his head and started sniffing.
Uhoh. I looked up from the scope and FireTiger was right above him. The terrain had been flattened from my POV, and I don't think she knew she was only 35 yards away from him, just on the other side of a small hump. The buck felt something amiss and trotted away just before she peaked over the hill. I couldn't see him after more than a few yards as he went behind the trees. Darn, so close!
There may have been some hindsighting thrown out about shooting from the knob. With no other animals showing themselves, we decided to go check on the group from the night before...