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<blockquote data-quote="boulderchild" data-source="post: 3100666" data-attributes="member: 124872"><p>I grew up listening to stories from my grandpa and uncles of hunting in CO when they were younger. Everything from elk to pronghorn and grouse. Most of them were too old or not interested any more by the time I was big enough to go so I never got the chance. </p><p></p><p>Flash forward I was in my 30's and a friend had taken me deep hunting on public land a few times but I still had not seen a shooter buck. He invited me to come out to his family's newly acquired lease which they were all excited about. The area had been public land and is where they had all grown up hunting but hadn't been able to hunt for the last 15 years or so since a timber company had come in and started leasing the area. </p><p></p><p>He put me on a spot just to the north of the lease so that I wasn't technically on the lease as I wasn't a paying member which I was cool with. My wife and I had hiked in and hunted from the ground the first day. The second day she was cold and wanted to go home but agreed to one last outing. </p><p></p><p>We hiked in and I set up on the top of the hill and she was going to go a little further into a creek bed where we had all seen rubs earlier in the day. </p><p></p><p>This is where the story gets ridiculous. I had never used a climbing stand before. I got the stand out and made enough noise getting in the tree I was sure they could have herd it a mile away back at camp. When I got in the tree I dropped my radio on the ground which started blasting static every few seconds. I pulled my stuff up which banged on the tree the whole way up. At this point I had pretty much given up but needed a break so I had decided to sit down for a minute before climbing back down. I had gotten my rifle set up and started to hear my wife calling me on the radio to see if I was OK after the noise. </p><p></p><p>As I was turning around to sit down I herd a bunch of noise headed my direction which I assumed was either my wife or another hunter. I was wrong, it was a 7 point buck which was the biggest I had ever seen. </p><p></p><p>I tried to be quiet while I turned around and got my gun. My friend who invited me out had sighted the gun in for me the day before because I couldn't get off work. So at this point I had never shot a 300wm before, never been in a tree stand before and had the biggest buck I had ever seen walking toward me so I figured why not. I pulled the trigger and he dropped. </p><p></p><p>If you thought this was the end you would be wrong. I was so excited I almost fell out of my tree stand on the way down. When I got on the ground to radio my wife she was walking up to me. She had herd a pack of coyotes between us and thought that's what I was shooting at since she couldn't get me on the radio. With neither of us having shot a deer before we tried to carry it out without field dressing it. After that failed I drug it about 300 yards to a logging road and had her go get the side by side. After getting back to camp I was the only one to get a deer for the weekend but since it was my first deer everyone was pretty excited. </p><p></p><p>Moral of this tragedy of errors is that the rut is a good time to try deer hunting if you've never been before because you can screw everything up and still have a chance <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="🤣" title="Rolling on the floor laughing :rofl:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1f923.png" data-shortname=":rofl:" /></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="boulderchild, post: 3100666, member: 124872"] I grew up listening to stories from my grandpa and uncles of hunting in CO when they were younger. Everything from elk to pronghorn and grouse. Most of them were too old or not interested any more by the time I was big enough to go so I never got the chance. Flash forward I was in my 30's and a friend had taken me deep hunting on public land a few times but I still had not seen a shooter buck. He invited me to come out to his family's newly acquired lease which they were all excited about. The area had been public land and is where they had all grown up hunting but hadn't been able to hunt for the last 15 years or so since a timber company had come in and started leasing the area. He put me on a spot just to the north of the lease so that I wasn't technically on the lease as I wasn't a paying member which I was cool with. My wife and I had hiked in and hunted from the ground the first day. The second day she was cold and wanted to go home but agreed to one last outing. We hiked in and I set up on the top of the hill and she was going to go a little further into a creek bed where we had all seen rubs earlier in the day. This is where the story gets ridiculous. I had never used a climbing stand before. I got the stand out and made enough noise getting in the tree I was sure they could have herd it a mile away back at camp. When I got in the tree I dropped my radio on the ground which started blasting static every few seconds. I pulled my stuff up which banged on the tree the whole way up. At this point I had pretty much given up but needed a break so I had decided to sit down for a minute before climbing back down. I had gotten my rifle set up and started to hear my wife calling me on the radio to see if I was OK after the noise. As I was turning around to sit down I herd a bunch of noise headed my direction which I assumed was either my wife or another hunter. I was wrong, it was a 7 point buck which was the biggest I had ever seen. I tried to be quiet while I turned around and got my gun. My friend who invited me out had sighted the gun in for me the day before because I couldn't get off work. So at this point I had never shot a 300wm before, never been in a tree stand before and had the biggest buck I had ever seen walking toward me so I figured why not. I pulled the trigger and he dropped. If you thought this was the end you would be wrong. I was so excited I almost fell out of my tree stand on the way down. When I got on the ground to radio my wife she was walking up to me. She had herd a pack of coyotes between us and thought that's what I was shooting at since she couldn't get me on the radio. With neither of us having shot a deer before we tried to carry it out without field dressing it. After that failed I drug it about 300 yards to a logging road and had her go get the side by side. After getting back to camp I was the only one to get a deer for the weekend but since it was my first deer everyone was pretty excited. Moral of this tragedy of errors is that the rut is a good time to try deer hunting if you've never been before because you can screw everything up and still have a chance 🤣 [/QUOTE]
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