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<blockquote data-quote="selmerfan" data-source="post: 2695568" data-attributes="member: 125297"><p>The other worst one that we did was also West River, SD mule deer hunting. It had snowed the week before and then warmed up, melting the snow. If you know West River, you know gumbo and that it clings to boots and tires like superglue. We were glassing a bottom on the neighboring property and watched a big 5x5 bed down with a big doe about a mile away. I asked Harry if I could put a stalk on them. "Let's go talk to Dody"(landowner). She gave her blessing and when we got back an hour later the deer were still there. Harry warned me that we wouldn't be able to drive to them if I got them because of the gumbo. We'd get stuck. I was 16 and stupid, so I said I didn't care. I made a successful stalk, putting a 165 gr Ballistic tip from my .30-06 through the neck of the buck, then another through the chest of the doe after she stood up. Both were very large deer. I field dressed both of them and looked back at the truck, which was empty. My dad and older brother came across with bale hooks to drag the doe. It took us three hours to drag the deer to someplace accessible with a pickup truck, having to stop frequently to clean boots. Once we got to pickup Harry laughed at me a little and said, "I wondered if you had really thought that through." His favorite saying about gumbo was "If you stick with it when it's dry it will stick with you when it's wet." He's not kidding. It's like no other mud I've encountered in my life.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="selmerfan, post: 2695568, member: 125297"] The other worst one that we did was also West River, SD mule deer hunting. It had snowed the week before and then warmed up, melting the snow. If you know West River, you know gumbo and that it clings to boots and tires like superglue. We were glassing a bottom on the neighboring property and watched a big 5x5 bed down with a big doe about a mile away. I asked Harry if I could put a stalk on them. “Let’s go talk to Dody”(landowner). She gave her blessing and when we got back an hour later the deer were still there. Harry warned me that we wouldn’t be able to drive to them if I got them because of the gumbo. We’d get stuck. I was 16 and stupid, so I said I didn’t care. I made a successful stalk, putting a 165 gr Ballistic tip from my .30-06 through the neck of the buck, then another through the chest of the doe after she stood up. Both were very large deer. I field dressed both of them and looked back at the truck, which was empty. My dad and older brother came across with bale hooks to drag the doe. It took us three hours to drag the deer to someplace accessible with a pickup truck, having to stop frequently to clean boots. Once we got to pickup Harry laughed at me a little and said, “I wondered if you had really thought that through.” His favorite saying about gumbo was “If you stick with it when it’s dry it will stick with you when it’s wet.” He’s not kidding. It’s like no other mud I’ve encountered in my life. [/QUOTE]
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