Marty and Rick's Excellent 307 Adventure - 11/11/16
So after a fun 2 day antelope hunt last year, my buddy Rick and I booked a combo mule deer/antelope hunt with Bear Track Outfitters in Buffalo, WY. The owner, Pete Dube, has run the lodge for about 30 years, and is now in the process of selling to TJ Tavegie (who never stops smiling). Our "guide" for this trip was Mark Wilson, whom most of you in the 307 know of....
Friday September 30 we flew into Buffalo and saw some antelope right on the short drive to the lodge:
After checking in with Pete and TJ, making sure our rifles were still dead nuts on, we decided to check out the local microbrewery, Clear Creek Brewing. It didn't suck that they brew a nice IPA and the Ryder Cup was on....
Typical funny story when we're hunting with Bear Track: Opening morning we scouted a bit, and were in the truck glassing. Mark's looking to the left up in the hills with the spotting scope on a decent 4x4. I'm fence bitch, and Rick is in the back. Ryder Cup is on XM radio. All of a sudden, a buck pops up over a little draw about 80 yards in front of us. Now, this is soon after we didn't bail out fast enough after a real stomper and he didn't stop until he was over in the next county. So I'm yelling "buck, buck", Mark is yelling "where", and Rick is thinking I said "f@#k, f@#k" because the Americans missed a putt...
Realizing that Rick gave up his right for first shot because of his attention deficit, I bail and proceed to shoot offhand, right over the buck. My eardrums are now ringing due to my failure to throw in the ear plugs... I drop to a sitting position and as the buck is trotting over a rise, nail him as he's quartering away. The 130 grain VLD drops him and paralyzes his back end. Have to put in a finishing shot and even though I can't hear a single frickin thing because damn, those Vias brakes are LOUD, I'm like, "what the H E double hockey sticks did I just do?"
Turns out my eyes didn't deceive, and I had a dandy 6x5 with nice brow tines!
The "loudenboomer"...
End of Day 1, a few local Black Tooth Brewery beers were enjoyed...
Friday September 30 we flew into Buffalo and saw some antelope right on the short drive to the lodge:
After checking in with Pete and TJ, making sure our rifles were still dead nuts on, we decided to check out the local microbrewery, Clear Creek Brewing. It didn't suck that they brew a nice IPA and the Ryder Cup was on....
Typical funny story when we're hunting with Bear Track: Opening morning we scouted a bit, and were in the truck glassing. Mark's looking to the left up in the hills with the spotting scope on a decent 4x4. I'm fence bitch, and Rick is in the back. Ryder Cup is on XM radio. All of a sudden, a buck pops up over a little draw about 80 yards in front of us. Now, this is soon after we didn't bail out fast enough after a real stomper and he didn't stop until he was over in the next county. So I'm yelling "buck, buck", Mark is yelling "where", and Rick is thinking I said "f@#k, f@#k" because the Americans missed a putt...
Realizing that Rick gave up his right for first shot because of his attention deficit, I bail and proceed to shoot offhand, right over the buck. My eardrums are now ringing due to my failure to throw in the ear plugs... I drop to a sitting position and as the buck is trotting over a rise, nail him as he's quartering away. The 130 grain VLD drops him and paralyzes his back end. Have to put in a finishing shot and even though I can't hear a single frickin thing because damn, those Vias brakes are LOUD, I'm like, "what the H E double hockey sticks did I just do?"
Turns out my eyes didn't deceive, and I had a dandy 6x5 with nice brow tines!
The "loudenboomer"...
End of Day 1, a few local Black Tooth Brewery beers were enjoyed...