trampledbyturtles
5 year old buck +
Just a heads up. Don't go into your best spots till you've got a few hunts under the belt to work out all the bugs from the off-season.
Kicked off the opener by about over sleeping this morning.
In the mad dash to get out the door couldn't find the keys to the truck.
Get to the property and launch the yak. Manage to make it to my marked landing spot and start thinking(how in the hell do people that live in actual mountains navigate in the dark). Carefully I postion the yak on some big rocks while trying not to fall on my ass.
Start the assent up through a nasty thicket trying to be quite cause I'm within 75 yards of my final destination. Once I about reach the top I kill the headlamp and slowly move forward.
Within 20 yards I stop to assess the situation. Spot what looks to be the best ambush point and am about to proceed.
That's when I heard it. The unholy sound of a kayak sliding off rock and a faint plop.
Drop the bow, bust down the hill through the thicket like a hippo. What took 15 min going up took a min flat going down. Get to the waters edge and there she floats in the starlight. Picturesque really. Empty the pockets and go for a swim. Back on shore and back up the hillside with water sloshing out the top of the mucks.
Luckily had a thermacell along or I wouldn't of been surprised if I gotten carried away by a swarm of mosquitoes at the rate things were going.
To boot, and not surprisingly.
I did not kill a booner.
I did not see a deer.
Ha
Good luck out there everybody.
Kicked off the opener by about over sleeping this morning.
In the mad dash to get out the door couldn't find the keys to the truck.
Get to the property and launch the yak. Manage to make it to my marked landing spot and start thinking(how in the hell do people that live in actual mountains navigate in the dark). Carefully I postion the yak on some big rocks while trying not to fall on my ass.
Start the assent up through a nasty thicket trying to be quite cause I'm within 75 yards of my final destination. Once I about reach the top I kill the headlamp and slowly move forward.
Within 20 yards I stop to assess the situation. Spot what looks to be the best ambush point and am about to proceed.
That's when I heard it. The unholy sound of a kayak sliding off rock and a faint plop.
Drop the bow, bust down the hill through the thicket like a hippo. What took 15 min going up took a min flat going down. Get to the waters edge and there she floats in the starlight. Picturesque really. Empty the pockets and go for a swim. Back on shore and back up the hillside with water sloshing out the top of the mucks.
Luckily had a thermacell along or I wouldn't of been surprised if I gotten carried away by a swarm of mosquitoes at the rate things were going.
To boot, and not surprisingly.
I did not kill a booner.
I did not see a deer.
Ha
Good luck out there everybody.