WY.D.D.A.M.S.

You left Wing alone???

If he is stranded, there will be no one to canibalize and eat to stay alive!!!   Maybe you should have left thedad there as he was already bleeding and injured.

Sounds like a good trip.  What are a few little hills and some snow to hardy outdoorsmen!

TheDad;

OK, I'm going to have to replace my rangefinder real soon now.  What shouldn't I buy? 

900F

Thedad;

One thing I found out with my (not so cheap at the time I bought it) Bushnell is that the stated yardage is for a highly reflective surface.  A hairy animal can only be ranged at about half the advertised yardage.  After living with that restriction with my 800 yard yardage Pro Bushie, I'm lookin' at thousand yard or better rangefinders myself.

Oh, check SWFA for prices too.  I've dealt with them several times & they're good in my book.

900F

My side of the story.

One night about quittin' time these couple a guys show up at my work. A few minutes and a clothes change later we headed out for a hamburger, beer and to make a plan. Then after a glass or two of some amber colored liquid from a bottle with a Buffalo on the label we had a plan.

The next morning about 5:00 am we set out. About sun up, we headed up a drainage lined with cedar bushes. When we got to the base of a really steep hill, (almost a mountain) deaddog spotted a doe sitting about 2/3's of the way up on the hillside. Thinking she might not be alone he snuck up closer to get a better look.

He Jumped a pretty nice buck from its bed but, the crafty buck got over the hill before deaddog could get a shot. So, we found a place to set up camp.

Then we went back out that evening to a place that I thought for sure would hold a few bucks. We split up, and glassed until we had to walk out in the dark.

Back at camp, we built a campfire and stumbled across some unidentified liquid in a mason jar and used it to wash down a pretty good stew.

The next morning DD set out on a morning hunt and, the rest of the party joined him right at the crack of noon with swolen heads compliments of the before mentioned mason jar.

A little later we stumbled across a prairie dog town and decided to check zero's on the deer guns. deaddog is right that under the right conditions a prairie dog really can fly. I saw one at least 3 feet off the ground.

Hey, Is that the same Prairie dog? Oh well, The other ones were waaay out there.

Then off to an evening hunt. Tonight we spotted another doe and thedad stalked out to see who she might be hangign out with. Sure enough, another respectable buck.

Once again a shot didn't present itself and another one got away. A little later we went back to this area and once again walked out in the dark.

Back at camp, we found another mason jar with some unidentified amber colored liquid in it and thedad layed some steaks on the campfire and deaddog warmed up a pot of beans.

We passed the mason jar around the campfire a few rounds and ate. For the record, thedad is a pretty good steak cook and deaddog does a pretty good job of making something to go along with it.

Well, one more empty mason jar later, we retired to our respective cots.

The next morning once again at the crack of noon while deaddog is out beating the bushes thedad and myself, after looking at the forecast decided to break down camp.

We hunted a little while longer without seeing anything and got the heck out of there about the time it started raining.

Probably not too bad of a decision seeins to how we had the worst snow storm we have seen in several years.

I got home just in time to take my wife to the airport in Rapid City South Dakota. Only problem was she got there just in time for them to cancell her flight.

This was my veiw for the next three days and two nights from a motel room with no electricity.

I can't speak for the others, but I can say I had one hell of a good time. I really wish they could have got a shot at a big deer, but I guess if it was easy it wouldn't be fun and everybody would be doing it.

I did learn a few things. Tiger Woods ain't got nothin' on deaddog. Thedad can raise a prairie dog 3 or 4 feet in the air from a couple a hundred yards, and these guys are about as good of guys as a guy could ever call friends.

Thanks guys for a great time.

I hope to do it again.

Wing master

I didn't hear any snoring, but thedad seems to think he heard snoring in stereio.

We have a few Mule Deer. We have ALOT of Antelope. I really wish they could have drawn an Antelope tag.

Wing master

900f,

Wyoming has more antelope than people. I don't remember the numbers, but it was something likr 3 to 1 antelope to people.

If it is not a family secret, would you mind posting your antelope chili recipe?

Wing master

Wing;

I too have noticed that reality can really mess up a good fantasy.

900F