It has been pretty good this year.
In September I started out on a 3-4 week adventure where I had one muzzle loader deer tag and my brother in law having a spike elk tag along with a Colorado deer tag.
We started out great where I managed to pick up this deer. I posted the story in another thread so I won't go into it here.
We were then off on a spike elk hunt in Utah's Book Cliffs.
We found a unique spike elk that had a piebald hide. We nicknamed him whitey and set up plans to get him on opening morning. Sadly there were a few other hunters that knew of him also. We were set up waiting when another hunter saw him first and dropped him before we saw him. So much for great plans. A couple of nights later my brother in law sliced open a couple of fingers with a knife to the point that he should of got some stitches but he just wrapped them up. The next morning he called off the hunt. I told him that I'd drive him down to the nearest hospital where he could get fixed up but he said no. That ended our spike elk hunt.
After a week we headed off on his Colorado deer hunt. The migration where we were hunting was about 2-3 weeks behind schedule and we were just seeing small bucks. On the second day he said that he was going to call it on Monday morning. I told him that there was other country that we could check out but he was discouraged and I think just wanted to go home.
On Sunday night we took a drive and on out way back out he spotted a buck. After falling down and under a guard rail, then getting back up and over it he managed to bag his buck. It wasn't the biggest but it was far from the smallest. The only problem that we had with it was that it was a hundred yards from the road on a very steep hill, and he has a hard time hiking on anything except gentle grades. We managed to get the buck up to the truck and loaded up and then back to camp in the dark.
He was a pretty happy hunter with his deer.
