When I got back to the lodge in Colorado I immediately called home to share the great news about my elk hunt. Little did I know there was some great news happening there as well.
Before I left I told my son Cole to ask Sharon if she would go with him to go deer hunting. Wyoming deer season opened while I as away and he wanted to be in the field. Not only is she a great wife, but she's a dedicated mom. She obliged, but the first evening they didn't see any bucks.
The next evening they pushed further into a large parcel of public ground and Cole spotted a trio of deer bedded in the bottom of a draw including a young buck. Cole slipped up a bit further and the deer stood to feed. He decided right there he wanted the buck and ranged him at 300 yards.
Unfortunately his Harris bipod wasn't tall enough to shoot over the sage. Using his knee and a nearby sage bush he steadied for the shot. One shot later and his TC Icon .30 TC did the job.
With darkness falling fast they rushed home to get our saddle horse Branden for the chore of retrieval. Branden is my bulletproof, go-to horse whenever I need to pack something out and he performed flawlessly for Sharon and Cole.
As always I'm a bit bummed about not being able to be there and share all the great memories, but I think this hunt turned out for the best. Sharon and Cole were able to share a great experience and create some memories of their own.
I don't know why your dad keeps saying this is so tough?