After eating "tag soup" on my stone sheep / grizzly hunt in early September I headed east from the coast for our annual Monashee whitetail hunt. 3 days of heavy snow fall resulted in almost zero deer movement but it finally abated early on the 25th and I went and sat in a tree stand in my "honey hole" at dawn. 20 minutes after I got in this guy appeared- in my peripheral I saw deer... buck... shooter... dropped my mitts on the stand floor and cocked and brought my TC prohunter 45-70 up. I had a small shooting window and he didn't look like he was going to hang around long so it was on target and "bang". He did the classic tail down bolt and I was sure I had him. Blood sign pretty much confirmed it and I found him piled up about 50 yds from the stand.
Trail cam shot of me dragging him out
Back at our cabin:
Meat in the freezer!
RC
When I caped him out I found he had 3 worn down front teeth , a loose one and some missing, his back molars were all black and worn down, his driver side ear had a big healed rip in it.
Trail cam shot of me dragging him out
Back at our cabin:
Meat in the freezer!
RC
When I caped him out I found he had 3 worn down front teeth , a loose one and some missing, his back molars were all black and worn down, his driver side ear had a big healed rip in it.
