It's been a crazy fall, finally got a minute to toss this up here. Apologies if you've seen elsewhere.
I got to spend a few days doing my very favorite type of hunt this September, a backpack trip up high for mule deer. With lots of meat left in the freezer I had a chance to be picky. I hiked in to a general unit I'd been in a couple of years ago and set up shop.
For the first couple days the weather was kind of like this.
I glassed when I could but didn't see much; listened to a lot of music and drank a lot of tea. I saw a few smaller bucks like this one and one decent framed deer missing a back fork.
When the weather broke I carried on with my plan working some high basins. After finding a smaller buck bedded, this one and two others appeared. Aside from pretty heavy wind the shot was straightforward at 250; I held as needed and that was that.
I wound up camp the next morning and made it home in time for a late supper on my final day. It's about my favorite type of mule deer frame, and I'll sure enjoy looking at it over the years.