Man hunting in Lanai is something else. 3 days over too quick. Saw tons of sheep and a good amount of deer, perhaps less than previous years but any mainland whitetail or elk hunter would be over the moon with how many deer I still saw and had opportunities on. Took a decent buck, not a massive trophy but it means a lot to me anyway for my first DIY Lanai axis deer. And it took a hell of a lot of work. I found this guy and a buddy in a brushy bottom about 9 miles into my first day of hunting. One was a very nice buck, one was smaller but still decent. They crossed over the ridge into the next bottom, so I snuck onto that ridge and had them bedded in the brush at about 120 yards. I had clear broadside shot on one, perfect window in the brush, and clear frontal shot on the other, clear window in the brush at his chest, but he was standing frozen staring at me. Couldn’t judge which had the bigger antlers due to the brush and figured I had moments before they spooked, so I took the broadside shot I had. Of course the bigger one busted towards me at first and I could clearly see I had shot the smaller one. But I’m happy anyway. Hell of a pack out back to the truck, it was a mile and 1000 ft climb to get it there on tired legs. Funny, I took the cover a lot of ground approach not knowing any of the hard-earned honey holes, but then I see 4 old guys flying out that each of them got a good buck the one day they hunted, and they probably just parked the truck and sat on the tailgate and shot those deer. I’m not mad at them, I’m sure they beat the brush 30+ years ago to find those secret spots.
Next two days I saw deer, plenty of mouflon sheep. I unfortunately wounded a ewe, shot her from a little over 200 yards just low on the shoulder and broke her leg but watched her run off on three legs down a wash leaving no blood trail, so I knew she wasn’t mortally wounded. That one will haunt me for a while. Possible I just whiffed the shot, I wasn’t in a great shooting position. Possible I misranged her, they’re small animals and there were no rocks in their immediate vicinity for me to get a more reliable range. Either way it sucks.
The place is magical though man, last sunset hunt sitting there looking at Molokai across the water from a mountaintop and watching a nice buck and two forkies feed out into the kiawe trees across the valley, perfectly lit by the sun setting behind me. I watched them disappear into the brush and never saw them again as the light faded. Just quiet and beautiful, it felt good for my soul.
Smaller than the buck I got back in the fall, but this one means a lot more to me having done it myself. My one guided experience was not for me, I felt somewhat dissatisfied, like a tourist. 35 lbs of clean, hard-fought axis venison in the freezer, and one set of antlers that capture the memory. Can’t wait to go back.