Here's a quick update from the last minutes of my public land hunt for a muley. On our last morning out I spotted a buck leaving a bottom area near a county road. The buck was on a straight course for me and everything looked like it as going to happen like a fairy tale. Even the does were cooperating.
Then the wicked witch showed up. The buck bedded on a knob that was basically inaccessible. I sat watching the buck for nearly four hours before deciding that if something was going to happen; I'd have to make it happen.
I did what Kayser would do. I started to crawl. Nearly an hour later and several hundred yards later of belly crawling through the sage and cursing at cactus I reached a reasonable rifle range of 250 yards.
As I set up to shoot something spooked the entire group and they all stood including the buck. I didn't hesitate after nearly six days in the field chasing ghosts. My Nikon reticle was clear and my Hornady GMX bullet was true. I completed a grand slam on public land with a nice pronghorn and a mature muley.
I'm packing right now for a month on the road and I hope to keep you up to date on tactics that are working and some that are not.
Quit looking for this buck you public-land hunters. He's in my cooler now.