jgabler

I don't want to know anyones secret spots or any spots at all. I know there are a lot of whitetail down there, but have never really heard about the Mule deer down there. Does anyone have any pics of deer they have taken there or seen. I decided to get a leftover tag down there so I can go hunting with my sister again. It's been a long time since I have gotten to hunt with her, so I was just wondering what I might have to look forward to. Thanks

Heck yeah. Anyone that wouldn't shoot a buck like that is out of their mind. I wish I could have a chance at one like that. Good job

Wow that is awesome. I'm still waiting to get one like that myself

That's pretty cool. I would've had a hard time not letting the release go for sure if I was standing there with a tag and bow in hand.

Congrats to her for sure.

Nice job. Congrats to all 4

That's awesome and all there is to say about that. Congrats.

Anyone who didn't think that is a nice buck is out of their minds.....I'm still looking for one over 100. Congrats for sure.

That's a bummer for sure

Nice. This is the only unit I put in for with desert bighorns. Twenty or thirty years from now maybe I can go after his great grandson. Good job

That sure is a nice buck...Congrats...and the bull too.

Good luck...Looks like it might be alright.

Well after almost five years from our precious little girl being born, we had our newest addition to the family. Our little boy Trace was born and hopefully he'll be posting on here some day about his hunts as well as our daughter.

That I am. Who is this?

If those are small mule deer bucks sign me up because one day I wish to get one like that for sure. Congrats

Wholly smokesticks those are awesome. Congrats

Nice for sure. Congrats

Thanks everyone. We couldn't be any happier.

Thanks man.

Finally got the rest of the pics.....

The hunt started out pretty hard for us in our unit. My little sister, my dad, and I all 3 had drawn the archery bull tags and were looking forward to a great hunt. The first morning I was by myself and was anxiously waiting to start following the bulls I had been listening to for 2 hours in the early morning darkness when it got light enough to move. Before I could, about 4 or 5 other hunters also had the same plan because they just swarmed the area. I still walked around, but ran into 3 other hunters that morning. That afternoon I had went to a bedding area that I knew of and sat there and waited. When it was about 30 minutes before dark, I decided that I was going to start hiking out. Well, I should have looked directly behind me because a 320 bull was standing there looking at me for I don't know how long at about 30 yards. Well that got blown. The next morning I went to another area and was following the screaming bulls, but they were just a bit too far for me to find before they decided to quit calling in the morning. I had plans of going into the same area that night, but some kids came into the area and shot 4 or 5 different types of guns all day long. They must hve shot a thousand rounds and scared the elk out of the area for the next 4-5 days. After this the hunt just got tougher because everywhere we went we ended up running into at least 3 other hunters each day and it rained every afternoon from about 1 pm to 2 am. The bulls were starting to come around though and were beginning to herd cows up. Fast forward to the afternoon of the 17th. We found a lot of bulls bugling and I tried stalking one great big bull who was limping quite a bit and was skirting the herd bull and cows. I made it very close and another bull came out into te opening so I ranged him at 50 yards and decided I would try for the shot. I pulled my bow back and just as I hit full draw, my release flew apart and my arrow went sailing through the air toward the bull. I was not expecting this so I had no idea where the arrow went, I just knew it hit something hard. I looked for about two hours and into the dark and found nothing. So we decided to come back to the area the next morning and I would look for my arrow while my dad and sister hunted. With luck the next morning, I found my arrow stuck in a tree about halfway in between where I shot from and where the elk was standing. I was relieved that there was not a wounded elk out there. So I knew the other two were on the ridge across from me following a bull that was bugling like crazy, and there was a bull on the ridge where I was bugling back and forht with it. So I decided I would stalk in between the two bulls to see if one would draw the other in. When I got to where I was going I had just set up when all of a sudden I heard the beating sound of many heavy footsteps running right towards me from my dad and sisters direction. I looked up and there were about 6-7 cow elk running right at me, and just behind them was their bull. I didn't even have time to count points, I just saw the frame of the bull and knew that he was a good enough bull for me if given the chance. The lead cow was walking right towards me and was about 12-13 yards away when she noticed me in her path. She didn't know what I was so she started skirting around me because the bull was pushing the cows to keep moving. As the cows walked by one by one, the bull got closer and closer and my heart pounded harder and harder. He was about 20 yards away and walked behind a juniper tree so I pulled my bow back and waited for him to come out. Well, he didn't waist no time walking through and out he came at about 17 yards so I let my arrow fly. I hit him slightly high, but right behind the fold of the shoulder and saw the blood come runniing out immediately. He lunged forward and I bugled at the same time. He ran twenty yards and then looked around for a little bit. He then ran to the bottom of the hill about 70 more yards to stop and look around again and started wobbling. I couldn't believe it all. He then ran up the next hill for another 60 yards or so and I heard him crash. I was so excited and started jumping up and down and was bugling like crazy to get my dad and sisters attention. We found eachother and come to find out, they were stalking the bull up on the ridge for the third time and happened to jump them, which scared the bull right to me. I wish one of them could have gotten him, but I was and still am excited about the whole thing. I'll post better pics later when I get them from my dad, but this is what I have for now He had a weird deformation, like some of the other posts have had too. Had he matched the good side with his 43 inch spread he has now, he would have been about 355, but he measures at 312 without deductions. His G1 on the right side is half the length of the other side, he is completely missing his G2, and his main beam is 9" shorter on the right than the left, But who's scoring right! This was a great hunt for me, I just wish my dad and sister could have gotten one.

That it does for sure

That's great. Congrats

That there is a very nice looking buck for sure. Congrats.

Awh, you suck. No just kidding. That's awesome and congrats man. Talk to you later