Once in a lifetime!

August 28, 2011 by  
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2010 Deer Hunt
by, Blake Tubbs

After hunting for seven days I finally saw the one. It snowed a skiff the night before, which resulted in Jeff and me not getting out of our sleeping bags as early as we should have. We were hiking to our destination and it was already getting light and we still had half a mile to go. As we were heading to our destination, we were moving pretty swiftly and I was pretty irritated at myself for not getting out of bed a half hour earlier. That was until we spooked some deer over a ridge and I saw a buck that I knew was the “one.” If we would have left camp when we intended it would have still been dark and would have never seen that buck.

We immediately ran to the top of the ridge expecting to see it from the top, since it was open sage brush country on the other side. We saw several deer, but not the buck. I knew he had to be there somewhere and continued to look for about 15 minutes. I finally decided to go back down the hill to retrieve my pack from where I had left it and see if I could find the buck’s tracks. His tracks were pretty obvious compared to other deer and I followed them to where we had previously been on top of the ridge. The snow had melted on the other side and we sat there wondering how far away he was by now. We were looking into a really big, open drainage and we kept saying to each other that we should be able to spot him. After standing there for another 10 minutes we heard rustling about 150 yards below us in a patch of 3 to 4 foot tall brush. I was then shocked to see “my buck” run out of that small patch of brush at full speed.

I immediately put my gun up to start blasting, but Jeff pulled the barrel of my gun down saying, “where’s he going to go?” It was wide open country and he was right in the fact that it would have been a tough shot with the buck at full speed and me having a serious case of buck fever. The deer ran until he was about 800 yards out and then just stopped and started to browse all by himself. It was an amazing experience to watch that buck in our binoculars and spotting scope for 30 minutes. As soon as he crested a small ridge and was out of sight about a quarter mile away, I hurried as swiftly and quietly as possible to hopefully catch him just on the other side and within range.
Once near the crest of the ridge, I paused to catch my breath, got on my belly and crawled to the top. He was not where I expected him to be, but was 200 yards to my left with several does. I was able to shift to the left without being noticed and bring the buck down in his tracks with one shot from my Remington model 700 30-06. Jeff watched the whole ordeal unfold through the spotting scope and was worried I might not be able to see the buck since he didn’t go where we expected him to. Jeff was watching the buck when all of a sudden he just disappeared and 3 seconds later Jeff heard a shot.

After we admired the beauty of the magnificent animal, we took care of him and were able to head out for an evening hunt in hope of finding another one. We spotted another really nice buck and watched him in the spotting scope for quite a while before we made a plan to stalk him. Jeff tried to close the gap, but there were too many does to make that possible and he got away. Over the next couple of days we continued to look, but none of the bucks were as nice so we eventually decided to go back to where we’d seen that buck two days before. To our surprise we were able to spot him near the same spot. However, this time we decided to just watch him until he lay down before making a game plan. I didn’t think he would ever lie down, and he never did. We watched him and a 3-point go up into a small finger at the top of his mountain until they were out of our site. There was no chance to make a stalk from where we were, we’d already tried that. So, we decided to drop off the backside of the mountain, get on the other side of the deer’s mountain and climb up from the backside to come up the finger we’d last seen him in.

From the backside it was tough to determine which finger was the right one. After an hour of hiking we crested the top of the mountain and five minutes later I thought we were busted when I saw the 3-point running away from us. After another 10 minutes of walking we found the finger we thought he should be in. All of a sudden Jeff just froze and signaled for me to get down, whispering that the buck was about 200 yards away lying down. I never saw the deer and Jeff could only see him when standing up. I was carrying the spotting scope tripod, so I quietly extended the legs as far as possible and Jeff used it to balance his 300 ultra mag on. It took one shot. The deer was lying underneath a cliff and never got up from his bed. By the time we got him off the mountain we just made it home in time to go trick-or-treating.

Mule Deer Country gets a new Sponsor!

July 13, 2011 by  
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PAXRITE Is the latest sponsor to join the Mule Deer Country team!

Paxrite a local UTV cargo rack builder is the latest to join the Mule Deer Country team.  Located in New Plymouth, Idaho this innovative new company is soon to be a leader in the UTV cargo rack business. A full review of this company and its great line of products will be here on mule deer country in the next few weeks.  Until then, here are few pictures to show you some of their awesome work!

This rack carries everything you will need for an extended stay in the hills

Built at Bear Mountain Manufacturing in New Plymouth this racks are as professional as you will see.  Spectacular welding, innovative designs and with a durable powder coat finish will take  years of abuse .

Fold in and out tables on either side for the things you want to keep off the ground come in very handy for coolers and water jugs!

The cooler rack folds down to complete the enclosure for a dog cage.  Perfect for those hound hunters.

I can’t wait to hit the hills and really try this thing out during the scouting season!

Otown’s Buck

June 2, 2011 by  
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By Oscar Williamson III

As I peaked over the rim and settled down behind the rifle and scope I had to take a deep breath to calm my nerves. The scope had a B&C reticule with crosshairs at 200, 300, 400, and 500 yards. The gun had a picture of a deer and the reticules with each distance next to it laminated to the stock, I could look at it for a quick reference. All my practice led up to this moment. When the buck was at 250 yards I felt confident, but Bryce clicked on the rangefinder again when it finally stopped and it was now at 310 yards.  It was following a couple of Doe’s and the closest one was just to his right and I knew the second he turned to follow her it was time to squeeze the trigger.

When I drew this particular tag, my dad and all his buddies told me I’d get a good buck. I didn’t know I was going to get a great buck. The season was long and I didn’t expect to tag out early on. My dad and I talked long about this hunt and had planned to take all the necessary time off in order to get a great buck. Opening day was a Monday and we didn’t want to miss out. I had no issue choosing hunting over school for this great of a tag. Actually I would have no problem choosing hunting over school for a general season tag.

We had done a few scouting trips prior to the season and we arrived in this particular spot the day before opening. In the area we went there were a few bucks that were already spotted. They included a 36” 3 point and several big 4 points with kickers, all of those I would have happily shot. I was looking for a buck that was either really wide or a non-typical. Fortunately for it being a draw tag we had more than enough help from friends for locations to try. Being 13 also probably helped.

Opening morning had us overlooking a good 4 point right at daybreak. He was about 25” wide with long front forks but weak backs, one of the better bucks we had seen up until that point. Our buddy Bryce told us it would score about 170”, but that didn’t mean much to me because I knew that wasn’t the buck that I wanted. Through the spotter I could barely see its rack at first because the sun was just peeking over the ridge behind us. I was in awe as he walked around the Doe’s like the king of the hill. Although a good buck, I was told if you shoot a good buck you’ll never shoot a great buck. So we took a last look at this magnificent animal and continued on my hunt. As the day went on we found ourselves far from camp and looking over a lot of country.

Mid day after we stopped seeing as many deer we split up from the other 2 guys to cover more ground. As we cautiously crested a saddle we saw a nice 4 point and some Doe’s. All of a sudden a 20” 2 point bolted out of a tree with a great buck pushing it out. I looked at my dad and both our mouths were dropped open. We knew that was the buck. As we crept down the hill several Doe’s bolted off with him chasing them. We stopped moving and just watched, hoping desperately that they hadn’t noticed us. He soon came up on the other side of the ridge a lot longer away. Worried that he might leave the country we tried to get farther over, but despite trying to keep track, he left the valley and we couldn’t see him anymore. We opted to slowly back out and come back in from the other side in the evening, hoping the buck didn’t continue on out.

Back in the evening we had high hopes to see him right there. We looked over a large basin and spotted a couple little bucks and more does, but the big buck was no where to be found. We glassed for what seemed like hours until the sun started to set, and nothing. We talked about the options and decided to try one canyon over. As we started to hike out, we looked one last time over our shoulders and saw a new group of deer just becoming sky lined. As the binoculars were pulled out we saw him again, barely over the rim in the far canyon what seemed 1 mile off.

Everything was wrong. The wind was to our backs, there were deer between us and the buck, and we were running out of daylight. We dropped off to the canyon bottom and had to pray that as we crossed a short open section no other deer would bust us. After safely getting across it we raced the sunset to the 10’ rock shelf we wanted to be at. As we walked beneath it and got to the end we peaked around. The deer had shifted directions and were walking right towards us!!! We set a backpack on the rock ledge over looking the plateau; the deer were crossing and I laid the gun down for a steady rest.

I never did look at the rack closely because my dad always told me that if you looked at the rack you won’t focus on the right spot to shoot. If I could close the deal I knew I could look at it for the rest of my life. With one final exhale as it turned broadside, I squeezed the trigger. I can’t remember the next 5-10 minutes real clearly but there was a lot of high fives and congratulations on everyone’s part, especially by my dad. I was happy that my dad and 2 of his friends, Bryce and Matt, came along to share this experience and help me find a buck of a life time.

LOST AND FOUND

May 11, 2011 by  
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By: Tivon Miller

Was I crazy? The anxiety was killing me! What was I doing passing on a 200” deer even on this hunt? However, 3 weeks before while out scouting with my good friend Jason Sandusky, we found the buck I was looking for.
This particular buck had been the topic of conversation between me and most of my close friends since I found out of my good fortune of drawing the tag I had put in for, for so long. Over the 4th of July weekend, my wife, kids and I were staying with our friends the Mooseman’s. Brian was re-telling a story told the previous October, about a buck that his stepdad had missed in my unit last year. As he was giving me every last detail about the bucks’ antler configuration, it dawned on me that he was talking about the same monster that my brother, was lucky enough to find a shed off of later that winter. After a quick look at the pictures Brian had snapped of the buck it was confirmed it was the same buck. So now all I had to do was go find that deer. We all know how easy that is!


After three or four scouting trips with my 10 year old son Gavin, and buddies Jason and Brent, we had found some great bucks. A few from 180-190”, but not what I wanted yet. Hunting stories filled the air in Brent’s pickup all the way down on Friday. We made our way in the heat of the day to the spot where Brent had shot his buck a couple of years prior. As we turned up the rocky road, it was a spot I was very familiar with. Brent showed me where he got his 200 incher and we continued to another location that we wanted to check. Just before dark we found an upper 180’s buck that topped off a great day. The next morning started off early, as we covered a lot of new country, trying to learn a new part of the unit. At noon we stopped to have lunch in the middle of a two-track road. I unloaded my pack off of the cooler in the back seat and made our sandwiches. An hour later, and 30 dirt road miles away, as I reached back to my pack to get some chap stick on my wind burnt lips. I said, “Oh crap!” “You’ve got to be kidding me!” My backpack with all of my gear, including my Swarovski spotting scope and anything else you need to hunt with was gone. I was freaking out!
Just minutes before neither of us could stop talking about the hunt and all of the possible hot spots, but now hardly a word was spoken. Brent flew down the dirt roads to get me back to my gear, and I wondered if my pack might still be there. As we pulled up to the spot where we had ate lunch just an hour before, the pack was gone! We searched the area off either side of the road, in hopes someone had come along, saw it and hid it just in case the owner came back. But the intense reality set in that someone else had my gear.
The next few days were a wreck. Picturing someone else fondling all my stuff and looking through the digital camera photos of our family memories was almost too much to bear. My wife and I decided to spend all day Monday hanging posters all over the unit, that just a few days before meant so much to me for the fact I held such a great tag. Now it felt like this whole experience was a disaster.
Two weeks later after returning home from an evening archery elk hunt, my sister in law called and said a man called saying he had my pack! A short minute later I was on the phone with a man, I had never met or heard of, making plans to meet up so I could recover my gear. Thanks Dale! I honestly never thought I would see all my stuff again. You are an honest and refreshing individual.
On the dark drive down, with Sandusky, three weeks after the recovery of my pack, I once again found myself thinking of the buck that consumed my thoughts. As we began glassing I knew it was possible the buck could be living in this area. Within a few minutes Jason said, “I got some bucks, get your scope!” In an excited panic, as I dialed my Swarovski in on the bachelor group, I immediately confirmed what I was hoping. It was my buck, and he was awesome! He had taken full advantage of the mild winter, and exceptional water year. He had lost the four in character point off of the back of his right G2, but make up for it with a ton of mass, better looking frame, and even a split eye-guard. Jason and I decided he would score between 200 and 210 as an 8×6! We snuck out of the area knowing the obsession of keeping tabs on him and his five buddies for the next few weeks, would now kick in. I honestly didn’t even want to leave.


Three unsuccessful scouting trips later, with my brother and buddy Adam, since locating the buck, we had yet to turn him up. On each trip we found all of his buddies, but not him. What the heck! He had disappeared. I knew he had to be here under one of these rocks, but I didn’t want to tromp all over his home and run him out. In the back of my mind I wondered if he had been harvested by a muzzleloader hunter. I figured if someone had known about him I should have at least seen them on the opener. Two days later I would return with the camper, and spend my last couple days trying to locate my buck.
Once the camper was unhooked and somewhat leveled, I headed to another part of the unit looking for a mid 190’s typical; I had only heard of. What in the heck was I thinking? On the drive to look for this new buck, all I could think about was my buck. I can’t find my buck if I’m looking for some new buck! Too late now! It would be dark before I got back. Tomorrow morning and evening would be devoted to relocating the 8 by 6.
The alarm went off and I thought…”In 24 hours the hunt of my life starts.” “It would be nice to find my buck today”. I picked the hillside apart over and over from a mile away, looking at all of the country my buck could be hiding in. Just as I was getting ready to move a half mile to the north, there he was. Thank God! A doe and fawn had passed by his bed and he couldn’t resist checking her out. Thankfully, that’s what gave him away. After just a couple minutes, he hurried his way around to the west slope to put himself back in the shade. I immediately called my brother to let him know the good news! At two o’clock he moved only 100 yards from the spot he had been all morning. He tucked himself between some sage and rim rock, and although I stayed until dark with my brother now by my side. We did not see him again.
Sandusky and I made our way up the mountain in the dark and I couldn’t help but wonder what this day held. Darkness gave way to opening morning as we glassed the country below. A handful of small bucks and does filtered up the mountain while we gradually made our way towards my buck’s hideout from the day before. Our glasses went to serious work for the next couple of hours, but we couldn’t turn him up. A while later we talked to Cliff and he had seen a group of bucks around the corner from us with one really good buck in the group. Once we got him spotted, we agreed, it was a great buck, probably right at 200”! Was I crazy? What was I doing passing a 200” deer? I have never killed a 200” deer. I knew what buck I wanted and it was only opening day. I couldn’t give up on my buck already. As I was having a close heart to heart with myself, it was interrupted by Sandusky, hissing, “Tivon get over here, I got a good buck!” With my tripod legs still fully extended I ran, jumping over rocks trying to get to where I could get a look at the buck. When the pistol grip settled, I was happy to see my buck lying underneath a pile of rocks, surrounded by thick sage brush. I quickly realized why I passed the other buck. If all the years of general season had taught me anything, it was to never give up on your goals. We spent the next few minutes videoing the buck and we quickly devised a plan on how to get within range of him.
All the way back down the mountain, I prayed the buck would stay put. We occasionally peeked over rocks ever so slowly to keep him landmarked. An hour later and 167 yards away, I could see his right antler poking out from his bed in the thick sage. I had so many different scenarios playing out in my mind. At one point, during the wait I even considered walking in the thick sage brush and jump shooting him like a jack rabbit, but I knew that was the wrong thing to do. As I was taking pictures of the antler we could see from our vantage point, all of the sudden he was up. Immediately I was on my belly, behind my rifle scope, and as he made his way out of the brush I could see his antler tips and flashes of his grey hide. I looked for a small opening he might step into. There he was! My Kimber 7mm 08 put him down just as fast as he showed up, and the hunt was over!
The short wind sprint over to my buck that I had been thinking about all summer was the best feeling of my hunting career. I couldn’t help but feel some remorse for the fallen buck. I thought of how many times he might have used this bedding area to avoid danger. I have been very fortunate to harvest some very nice general season bucks, and this was the icing on the cake! Every detail about my buck will be forever etched in my mind. The mass was awesome! As I picked his head up off the ground I noticed he had broken a couple of inches off two of his extras on the left side in the fall. Between pictures and video we would be able to get his antlers back to their original state. He had a mid 190’s frame with a unique fishhook like right main beam. The extra on the left side took me back in time to the winter range, when my brother picked up the left antler. He is a 27 inch wide 8 by 6 that ended up scoring 211 once the points were fixed by Dan Morrow at High Country Taxidermy!
Sharing that hunt with my brother and Sandusky on that afternoon, taking photos and video of the whole experience is something I will never forget. Thanks you guys! And thanks to all my other good friends who helped me on my quest. After both my pack and my buck ended up being lost and found, I feel very fortunate to have relocated both.

Kuiu’s Grand Opening is a Success!

April 19, 2011 by  
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Kuiu, Ultralight Hunting has officially opened.   The world headquarters of Kuiu, located in Dixon California, held its grand opening celebration on Saturday, April, 18th.  On a sunny, down right warm day in Northern California, the stage was set for what was to be a highly anticipated day of music, food, beverages and oh yea, the debut of the worlds finest ultralight hunting gear.

Kuiu’s world headquarters located in Dixon California.

For the 300 plus people who made the trip to Dixon California, it was not disappointing at all.  Jason Hairston, owner of Kuiu, and his wonderful wife Kirstyn, hosted this gracious event at the world headquarters office. To help kick off  this event, some of the countries most successful hunting and guiding individuals showed up to lend their support.

Brendan Burns, Business development for Kuiu, talks moose hunting with a couple guest.

I personally made the trip from East Texas, 1,700 miles, and it was worth every bump and screaming kid on the plane ride there.  When I reached the party, I was greeted at the door with a gift bag from Kuiu, which included a hat with the signature Kuiu logo on the front.  Inside the building, Jason was making the rounds, shaking hands and introducing himself to everyone in attendance.  He made everyone feel welcome as they browsed through his cutting edge ultralight hunting gear.

Jason Hairston stands in front of some of their new product line talking shop with a guest.

For me, the trip was more to meet the people behind the scenes of this company and this was the perfect opportunity to do so.  An open house is less formal than a face to face meeting and you can really get to know the people running the company.  At first I kept my distance just to see how the owner and crew were reacting and treating their guests.

 

Some of the new hats and Tees that were debuted at the grand opening!  I had to get the wallet out more than once.

I will tell you  there was not a person who left that party who did not feel as if they new Jason on a personal level.  Like I said, he greeted every person that came through the door and he had lengthy conversations with most of them.  As for the rest of the guys working at Kuiu, I can’t say any less about them.  It was like one big family that loves what they are doing and how could you not!  They are selling the worlds best ultralight hunting gear to the hunters who want the best equipment on the market today.   These guys love their job and it shows in their dedication to their company and products.

Jason Hairston owner of Kuiu explains some of the features of the Icon 6000 to South Cox

Towards the end of the event Jason pulled me aside and asked if I would like to go to dinner and a drink with them.  He knew I was in town for the evening, as my plane wasn’t scheduled to fly out until the next morning.  Talk about getting to know the company and the people running it!  I was on the fast track to everything and everyone involved in Kuiu. It was great hanging out with these guys that evening, sharing hunting stories and getting to know one another made it a trip I’ll hang onto for years to come. When I left Dixon the next morning, I felt as if I had known these guys for years. The Kuiu guys are class acts, selling a superior products, to the hunter that knows what he or she needs to be successful in the field.

Some of the attendees enjoying the food and music outside of the office!

As for their cutting edge ultralight hunting products, THEY ROCK! They use the best materials on the planet!  With a lifetime warranty on all off their products, how can you go wrong?  Jason’s outdoor gear has fast become known as the leader in ultralight hunting clothing.  Kuiu is Jason’s next line in his ever growing reputation for high performance hunting clothing.  However, my interest was in their new ICON packs.  I’m a self proclaimed pack geek.  To me, this is the most important part of my hunting gear.  It holds everything I need for a day trek to the week long adventures.  If the pack won’t hold my daily gear (55lbs) comfortably, it will not be comfortable when I have my pack loaded down for a week long trip (80 plus lbs).  Prior to the introduction of these new packs from Kuiu, I was using the Mystery Ranch Crew Cab, which until now, I thought was the best pack made.

Nathan from California is seen here trying on the Icon 6000. Everyone who tried it on was shocked at its comfort.

The Mystery Ranch pack weighs 10 plus pounds before you add as much as a knife, you still have to watch a weight everything you put into it. Hunting and filming for over 150 days a year, I need to be fresh and not drained from packing an uncomfortable, heavy pack around.  Trust me when I say 50 to 55 pounds will start to wear on you in a hurry if it is not displaced well. Jason and his pack designer have thought of every aspect of adventure hunting when it comes to a hunting pack. His external framed pack is more comfortable than all internal framed packs on the market.  I know your asking yourself how is this true.  Trust me this still amazes me as I set here and write this.  It boils down to his external carbon frame, yes I said carbon frame. Strong, lightweight , yet with flexibility needed to make a heavy pack comfortable was their goal when they set out to make this pack. Carbon was the only material on earth that would fit this build.

Every time I turned around Jason had a new crowd around wanting to learn more about this amazing packs!

The ICON 6000 is now setting the standards for the future of packs.  At less than 5 pounds total, including the frame, pack makers are going to be scrambling to keep up with this technology that Kuiu has introduced into the market.   This pack is not just cutting five pounds off your back, it is amazingly comfortable!  Don’t ask me how, but the 35 pound pack I tried on Saturday, felt like an empty Mystery Ranch would feel on my back.  It was shocking to say the least.  It’s comfort seemed to be the common statement from those who tried it on.

This was the fourth time I caught Nathan wearing the Icon 6000.  He wouldn’t leave it alone and that’s a good thing!

It’s the first pack in production using this ultralight weight material.  Carbon is twice as strong as metal and half the weight of aluminum. This pack has too many cool features to write about in just one article.  I will be doing a full review of both the Icon 3000 and the Icon 6000 in the next two to three weeks.  I will also be adding some video of the grand opening and these awesome packs.  Watch as Jason takes you though some of the key features of these great new hunting packs.  Until then check out some of their awesome products at Kuiu.com

 

Steve

Baelin Borg finds massive set of sheds!

March 24, 2011 by  
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Well first, Id like to thank my dad, Best hunting partner, or none of this would have been possible. Ok so now the story.
Im an avid shed hunter and hunter and I love getting out  hiking and looking for sheds.  In over 3 weekends My dad and I have picked up about 60 antlers overall. I had just dropped my dad off at spot to walk.  I went back to camp to grab a quick bite and then headed out into some great looking wilderness.  I hiked up the bluff and on to a mesa, a couple hours into the hike i was feeling a little down not finding anything but old old old chalk antlers . As I hiked south I crested a little ridge and classed into the canyon and spotted one  nice antler.  As I started to head down to it, I saw 4 others real close so I walked up and got them all. To my surprise they were all white matching sets. I then  walked  back to the west to look into the top of this little canyon or basin.

Once there, I glassed up a huge antler, It looked like a monster , so I scrambled off my pearch and headed in that direction.   I figured id make a loop and glass for the other side.  It was open country so I got up high and glassed, 5 more antlers from that spot. Walking down a wash to  pick up a three pointer I glassed from up high, I stumbled accross the left side of the huge non-tipical that I had found 30 minutes earlier.  It was laying behind a bush and I couldn’t see it from my glassing spot. After letting out a hoop and a holler I decided i better head back to camp as night was fast approaching.

On the way down the hill my dad gave me a buzz on the radio and wanted to know where I was and what I had found. I told him I found 2 dinks and he replied “all I found was a boone and crocket set of forked horns haha!”  It was starting to rain so I rushed off the hill to get to the truck.  The truth is, I wanted to be setting in the truck with the large bucks sheds setting next to me when my dad jumped in.  Long story short my dad was so happy for me and wishes he could have been there to help out .

Oh Canada!

February 10, 2011 by  
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Dave Fuller’s Monster 251 inch B&C mule deer.Here’s his story…

Saturday morning- saw buck feeding out in field with 3 other bucks, watched him for over 1 hr in my spotting scope, got some pictures throughthe vortex, which are attached. I knew from the first second I saw him hewas a true giant but never had him pinned at what he actually scored! Iwatched him bed down, went in for the sneak through the standing flax, Gotwithin 43 yards but when he stood up he walked straight away and I had noshot with the bow.Saturday night, went back to the field just to make sure he was still around and he was right where I saw him last. Left him for the night.

Sunday morning- Went out with Mike Gebhard and he was in the same field and the night previous, waited over an hour for him to bed once he did, we tried the stalk again, well we did get in closer, got within 32 yards waited a bit and he stood up and did it to me again, walked straight away! NO SHOT!!! My heart sank for a second time in 2 days ! What an amazing buck to watch at 32 yards!

Monday morning – I had to be responsible for a couple days and go harvest so I did a drive through the area on the way to the farm and he was again in the same field! There was no wind so it wasn’t as hard leaving himt here to go harvest.

Tuesday – WINDY and I was harvesting!!!

Wednesday – planned on going to office in AM then harvesting in PM but I had to try and find him if I could, I was more then a little consumed by this buck! Well he was in the same field again, he was the most predictable buck I have ever seen, which I was good with. I again spent some quality time with my vortex spotting scope. This time I made sure I knew which way he bedded down so I would be broadside when he stood up. I left my truck at 8:15 and went for the stalk. Half way in the smaller buck with him stood up and ate for a bit so I layed down and let him bed up again. Well this time I got to 28.5 yards and he had no clue I was there, wind in my face,laying broadside to me, now just the patience game, he put me to the test, I was there for over 2.5 hrs kneeling in mud waiting for him to stand. The smaller buck got up again and milled around for probably 20 minutes then the moment of truth, he finally stood up! I was ready and drew and put an arrow in him !

He didn’t go 130 yards and 5 minutes later he was dead, I didn’t get backto the truck till 12:45 so safe to say I didn’t make it to the office or harvesting at all that day. He was one of those deer that actually grew as I walked up to him!

Western Hunting expo!

February 7, 2011 by  
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We just got back from the Western Hunting Expo in Salt Lake City.  We had a great time talking with everybody and meeting all our new acquaintances.  There are some big things that are going to come to light here in the near future!  Some new business ventures with some great companies. A couple new television shows are in the works with some of the West leading hunters, guides, outfitters, and personalities.  We look forward to sharing more information with you on these new ventures when the business plans and contracts are signed.

Here are a few of the pictures we took on our private tour of the venders before the show opened up on Sunday morning.  It was good to see and visit with some of sponsors and it was good to add a few more to the ever growing list.  Here is to a great year for all of us!

Steve

Robert Kays awesome Colorado Giant! Guided by Mossback and Lazy F Bar.  245 gross with a 34 inch spread makes this one of the most impressive buck I have ever seen!

Some of the Great display that Doyle Moss and the crew at Mossback put on!

Will Farrar’s great Montana Buck that was shot with the state wide tag!

More of the awesome display by the Mossback crew!

Some of he awesome mule deer taken by Mossback Outfitters and Guides service!

Hoyt, one of our long time supporters.  Get Hoyt, get Serious!

Kenetrek boots of Montana.  Another long time supporter of Mule Deer Country.  They are coming out with a new vamped up Safari Boot!

Rhino Safes!  You know it has been a great show when you have know more safes to sale at the show!  Way to guys, Keep up the great work.  Check out the Antler Junkie safe sold exclusively here on Mule Deer Country.

One of our newest sponsors, Wasatch Precision Arms. Owner, Wade Ovard is showcasing a few of their awesome guns!

Kings Camo, One of our longest and best supporters.  We couldn’t kill half the animals without their awesome camo!  Thanks Guys

Goal Zero, one of the new companies we are working with.  You got to check out this product! Goalzero.com

Another great company we are looking forward to working with!  Stealth cam,  The leader in trail camera technology!  They are going to have some great new cameras out this summer,  Keep your eyes and ears open for these new awesome products from Stealth cam. Thanks for all your help Billie.

What can I say,  One of the tops pack makers on the market?

A great buck in the Muley Crazy booth!

More great mulies from Muley Crazy.  You can never have to many monster deer heads in your booth!

The Largest buck off the Arizona Strip in 2010!

Archery Giant!

February 2, 2011 by  
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Don’t know much about this buck, except he is a giant and looks as if he was taken with archery equipment.  It even looks as if it took a few arrows!  The empty quiver gave that away!  The email said that the buck came from Colorado.  It’s definitely a great buck and congrats to the lucky hunter!

Another couple Idaho Giants!

January 23, 2011 by  
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Idaho Produces!

I don’t know much about this first deer!  The Hunter is supposed to be a gentleman named Bill Lowe and the deer was Harvest here in southern Idaho!  What a beast of a deer.  His deer is well over 300 lbs on the hoof.  Take a look at the size of the body on this deer.  This buck looks like he will tape in  t over 205 inches.  If anybody know any more info we would love to hear about it.  Thanks in advance.

This second buck was harvest by Oscar Williamson Jr.  in southern Idaho this year.  This buck grosses over 215 inches.  What a great buck!  I really love those light colored antlers.  You have to love a big old desert buck.  Congrats goes out to Oscar Jr, Oscar Sr, and Bryce DeForest for taking such an awesome trophy.  Sure would like a copy of the photo with all of you  that were involved.  A Special Congrats goes out to Oscar Jr.  on keeping his composure and anchoring down such a great deer.

Josh Gibbs, son of past Fish and Game commissioner and current representative of Idaho, Marcus Gibbs, harvested a toad buck this year in Idaho’s famed unit 45.  Josh was hunting with outfitter Dan Butler of Spring Cove Outfitters when he took this buck of a lifetime.  Talk about having luck on his side. Josh hunted hard for one day and was headed back to the ranch house when out of no where a monster 223 inch buck was standing on the side of the road.  Josh missed it with the first few shots, but was able to chase it over the hill where he put an end to his hunt.  How come I can’t get that lucky?  Congrat’s Josh on a great Idaho deer and short, but sweet hunt!

Catch Josh’s story in the up coming issue of muley Crazy magazine.  It will be great to see a couple different angles of this giant.  Here is another picture that I received last night.

What a dream buck!  He sure looks bigger than 223 to me!  Congrats again Josh!

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