Actually, no. This is my smallest buck ever. But, I had an epic hunt and I felt like sharing. Paul's bad-ass mountain goat hunt in Montana made me wanna write this up, but I don't have a once-in-a-lifetime trophy. But, I did have a memorable hunt.
I rolled up to Northern Cali and hunted a wilderness area. I had been there the opener with my boys, but I didn't tag one and we came home late Monday. By Tuesday I was at work, but I felt that I had unfinished business in the wilderness. No one could come with me, so I was barreling through by myself and a day and a half to get it done...or not.
I slept at the trailhead by 3 a.m. and headed up a different trail to get a different angle of attack on this buck. Well, this trail was steeper and longer and by the time Saturday was over, I had hiked about 16 miles and gained/lost about 11k in elevation, but I put the smackdown on this Hatchet-approved mammal.
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