Considering that most of us have a finite amount of vacation time, it's not easy for us to pass up exciting spot-and-stalk hunts here in the Rocky Mountain back country in favor of sitting for days on end in a tree next to some farmer's field back east. Not much adventure in that, and most of us westerners crave adventure----it’s why our ancestors left the east and moved here in the first place. It’s in our blood.
Packing deep into the mountains, living in a small tent for a week or two, eating grouse and hearing the bulls scream all night, well, that's pretty hard to beat.
Climbing two hours through knee-deep, wind-blown snow in late November to reach the top of a craggy granite mountain before dawn to stalk mule deer in the rut, that's pretty hard to beat.
Sneaking around a knife-edged ridge to kill a black bear feeding on fresh spring grass just below the snow line, that's pretty hard to beat too.
Sure, the 60 seconds or so before you shoot your white tail from a tree stand 15 minutes from the pavement might be exciting, but other than that, you have to admit, that kind of hunting is fairly low on the adventure scale.
Don't get me wrong----killing deer is great, and you easterners get to do a whole lot more of it than we western ridge runners.
However, killing deer while having a huge adventure deep in the back country----well, that's a whole different matter.
Basically, it comes down to "what's the funnest, most exciting way to spend my vacation time?" With limited vacation time, for me, the high country or the Australian Outback always seem to win out over Farmer John's bean field.
Signed--------Love to kill a whitetail, but elk season's too much fun to give up. WAY too much fun!