Thanks, everyone. Now...for the story!
This was my fifth consecutive season of hunting the Spearhead Ranch, 60 miles NW of Douglas, and of course, I couldn't wait to get there :D
This year I had tags for boy and girl 'lopes and a mulie buck. The goal was to try and kill two respectable antelope and give myself as much time as possible to stalk mule deer. The main reason for getting a doe tag this year is that I wanted enough meat to make a big batch of italian sausage with my 'lopes, so I figured, "Why not?!"
So, Monday Sept. 5th I get to my blind at a water hole before daylight to begin the vigil. It was warm...warmer than usual. That means by 11 am, it was getting downright toasty in there. However, along came a fat doe and fawn pronghorn to keep me entertained. After they lounged around the water a bit, I turned my head away for just a second and turned it back to discover a heavy horned buck hooking the doe in the butt to move her out of the way. He had come from behind the blind, concealing his approach.
I already had the Morrison Cougar in hand with a nocked arrow ready to go. The buck quartered away at 16 yds; I aimed and released. The arrow caught him behind the last rib and angled upward (I was in a pit blind and lower than the antelope) severing the aorta and the spine. He made one leap straight up out of the water and collapsed in a heap. He died within just a few minutes and the first tag was filled!!!
Day two I returned to the same blind and waited for a doe that was fat and whose fawns were weaned. At about noon, I got my wish and when a beautiful doe antelope passed in front of my shooting window at 11 yds, I sent another Grizzly tipped carbon on its way. This arrow entered the chest low behind the right front shoulder and exited higher on the off-side, taking out the lungs before burying into a mound of dirt 10 yds behind her. She ran a short distance and stopped to look back. Then, she simply laid down and expired. Tag number two was filled
Claudia