6hr drive down south the country gets flat, windy but those long coulees not seen from many a road yield so many critters.
Hospitality always appreciated when hunting with the father in law and the home cooked meals etc that the mother in law prepared for us was greatly appreciated.
With only whitetail tags the mule deer were safe and they knew it.
. We rattled, grunted and doe bleated in more mule deer but we knew there would be a few whitetail bucks sniffing around. A little early for the peak of the rut for whitetails but they can’t help themselves when you get into an area they call home undetected.
Temps were all over the place from -8 to +16 and windy so had us changing things up often. We drove and glassed areas looking for sign and possible set ups to take advantage of but it’s funny how one area just seemed to feel right. So back we went for an evening sit which turned out to be the right choice.
After settling in for 30 minutes a person entered the coulee with dogs but walked away from us then up and out back to their farm, hmmmm now what? Big coulee not totally disturbed might as well stick it out. 30 minutes later and I just start a rattle sequence well within seconds a buck come running in just to fall to the bark of my father in laws Ruger #1, 338-06 at 60 paces the 180gr pill did the job with authority.
A few high fives and a bear hug or two was in order along with many videos and pictures capturing another great outing.
Funny the father in law is 83 years young, uses a can just for uneven ground which is often covered by tall grass. Those dam badger holes put me on my arse a few times but not him, maybe I need a cane!
Some wicked skies as a chinook rolled in.
Rattle, grunt, bleat, watch, rinse and repeat!
Beautiful area.
Called in some mule deer so had a little fun with them just prior to packing up and heading to a new area.
Awesome!
We still had 30 minutes of daylight to spare too making the field portion a lot easier than using headlamps.
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