So a good friend and fellow Trad ganger Conner Parry said he know's of a place that holds a few cottontails. Being that I have cabin fever so bad right now I can't stand it, we hook up and head to the hills. Now our bunny hunting is in a tad different area than most would think. If you have ever seen the foothills of the Salt Lake/Utah valleys you know our foothills are steep, and not hills at all. In fact they rise staight up from the valley floor. I knew we'd be in for a hike, which was real good as well. I needed to stretch the legs. We hiked up the mountain checking likely spots and stump shooting along the way. We saw a ton of deer with a spike and decent 3 point, why they haven't dropped, I don't know.
We gained a few hundred feet in elevation and flushed a rabbit. It ran by Conner with an arrow flying right behind it, it then lept up the hill. I figured it would stop in cover when it got out of site. I cruised up the hill and got to the top, out of wind. I spotted movement in the thick brush, picked a spot a promptly hit some branches in front of the rabbit.
This is the different part of the hunt. We then spotted some bighorns bedded and decided to get a closer look. We climbed and got to them and took a few photos with out disturbing them. We were a good 200 yards away, so didn't get real great pics. This is a decent ram with some ewes.
I find it interesting how when you guys back east talk rabbits, it's thick brush. Here it's steep mouintains, with bighorns bedded above them