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My 2022 scouting season began over Memorial Day weekend when I set up a few trail cameras. The next time I was able to get out was July 2nd.

I had a mishap on that trip. I was about 120 miles from home when I noticed my ATV seat and side engine panel were missing. Luck would have it that the panel flew under the ATV and lodged under the rear tire. With some ½” screws I was able to re-secure it where the clips had snapped off. Unfortunately, the seat was long gone. I had to create a makeshift seat which wasn’t very comfortable! I did see a couple of nice bucks on this trip that had me hopeful for the fall hunts.

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I ended up getting Covid the last week of July and it took until late August for me to feel well again. On Labor Day weekend I worked on a couple of blinds for the upcoming rifle elk hunt.

Day 1—September 28th: The opening of the Utah muzzy deer hunt was finally here and I had both a dedicated deer tag and a multi-season elk tag I’d be using this year. I was going to treat this hunting trip more as a scouting trip and see where the bucks were and how they were reacting to the hunting pressure. I was in a new area that I’d not hunted before. Unfortunately, I had some delays first thing in the morning and was beat to my pre-scouted spot by three other guys, so I had to back off and give them space66. I ended up seeing just a couple of small bucks and a lot of does. I was happy to see that almost every doe had a fawn with her and often had twins.

Day 2—The same guys beat me to the glassing spot again about an hour before light, so I changed plans and glassed a different area. Again, I only say a couple of small bucks and lots of does. In the afternoon I decided to check out an area that I had hunted years ago. It used to hold some nice bucks but then the bears and lions took over the place and the deer disappeared. I glassed the rugged canyon for about two hours without spotting a single deer. Just before dark I could hear something moving in the timber below me, but it never came out into the open, so I’m not exactly sure what it was. I can only dream it may have been that monster buck I was looking for.

Day 3:

I decided to check out another area several miles south. A lot of does and fawns were spotted. About mid-morning I came upon a couple of guys walking back to their ATVs. I recognized the vehicles as the same guys that had previously beaten me to the other spot. What were the odds of coming across them again several miles away? I asked them if they had seen any mature bucks and they told me that they had found a 32” wide buck but couldn’t locate it the first couple of days. They told me that most of the bigger bucks they were seeing were down in the bottom of some very deep, steep canyons. I wanted to take it easy in the afternoon, so I planned on checking out yet another area I hunted years ago which was about an hour’s drive away. Unfortunately, I got rained out by a heavy thunderstorm and the road down in to the area was deemed impassible when wet. I didn’t want to press my luck so I took the evening hunt off and rested up.

Day 4:

My plan on this morning was to hunt lower elevation in the timber, hoping that’s where the bucks had moved to. I had been hunting an old burn area up on top but it was obvious that the bucks were not out in the open. They were either down in the deep canyons or in the thick timber, so I got the wind in my favor and hunted down a ridge, glassing each small draw I came upon. I again saw a lot of fawns and does but finally, after still hunting almost two miles, I came across a group of six bucks. The two biggest were small 130” class 4 points about 18-20” wide. Since I still had two more rifle hunts I could go on, I decided to pass on this group. I tried one more area in the evening after breaking camp, only to see a few more small two points and does. That sums up my Utah muzzy deer hunt. Here’s a look at my camp and some of the country I was hunting…..
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Time to get ready for the rifle elk and early rifle deer hunts. I’m taking a whole week off work and ready to go.

Just to throw a little salt in my wounds, I came across this group of bucks just a few hundred yards on private. The biggest buck on the right sure had a tank for a body…..
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Here's the next installment of my fall adventures.

Friday, October 7th,

I ended up leaving work a little early and I met up with my family at elk camp right at dark. We discussed where everyone would be going in the morning. My plan was to sit in my blind I had set up a few weeks earlier. My blind is almost exactly one mile from the road. I started hiking about 45 minutes before first light, which wasn’t enough time. When I got to my blind it was already light. A few minutes later, I heard a distant bugle and a few minutes after that I located the elk about 500 yards on a hill above my truck. Go figure! There was a small 5 point, a spike, and about 4 cows. They all fed over the ridgetop.

A few minutes after seeing those elk, I heard 5 or 6 shots go off over that same ridgeline. Then all the elk except the five point came running back over the ridge and heading in my direction. I figured the 5 point must have been shot

Around 9:00 AM I caught movement up at the head of the draw I was watching. I saw a 5 point bull disappear into the trees, but there was a small raghorn three point following about 20 yards behind it about 320 yards from me. A few minutes later a cow came running through a big clearing across the canyon from me at 250 yards, then the raghorn right behind it. I figured the 5 point would be following them, but I was wrong. I couldn’t believe the second bull didn’t follow those other two elk. I guess I shouldn’t have gotten so greedy.

Later in the day, around 3:30 or so, I saw movement in the bottom of the draw right below me. There was a small three-point raghorn standing in an opening and there was a larger bull back in the trees raking his antlers. I passed on the raghorn again and I figured that I just needed to be patient and the other bull would come out in the open. The raghorn walked off out of sight but then a spike came into the opening and bedded. I put my crosshairs on it but I kept thinking the older bull would come out any minute. It never did. After twenty minutes the spike got back up and walked out of sight. That ended the evening hunt.

Day 2:

I decided I would help be a “spotter” for the group in the morning. We were able to locate a group of elk high on the mountain working their way down slope. About mid-mountain they split up and headed in different directions. Two of my cousins were in the right place at the right time and took a raghorn out of each group.

Day 3:

I went back to my opening day spot but this time it was very quiet. I stayed glassing and listening until noon about never saw or heard a single elk in that area. I checked out another area in the afternoon but again no sign of elk.

Day 4:

I decided to check out one of my old honey holes from years past where I had taken several elk. As I was hiking into my glassing spot, I came across several sets of elk tracks that were a day or two old. I glassed for about two hours without sighting any elk. From 10:00 AM to noon I still hunted the timber and some bedding areas I knew about but nothing was in those areas but I did find a great rub from a few weeks earlier. It became time for me to head back to camp so I could pack up my stuff and head out to my “deer camp.” I was planning on meeting my friend Paul who was coming down from Idaho. It took me a while longer than I thought it would to get over to my deer camping spot. Paul and I only got in an hour of glassing before it was completely dark. By time we set up our tents and had dinner, it was after 10:00pm and after making a quick game plan for the next morning, we were off to bed.

I wished this sunrise picture was more clear because it was really cool in person.
I called it "moonset at sunrise"
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And here's the bedding area I still hunted though that has the big rub.

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Here's the bedded spike that was where the raghorn was standing earlier.

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Wed. Oct. 12th

I decided to take Paul out to the ridgeline that I wanted to hunt on the opener of the muzzy hunt. This time we were the first ones to arrive at the end of the road. A trail headed out onto a ridgetop for about a mile before the ridgeline split into two really good glassing points about a half mile apart from each other. There was a cold north wind blowing, so Paul and I both dropped off the southern ridge and glassed to the south. We were hoping to locate some migrating deer or something being pushed by other hunters. Right at first light, I could see deer moving below me but they were only does. An hour later, shots rang out just over the ridge behind me to the north so I grabbed my gun and pack and hurried in that direction to see what they were shooting at. A guy dropped down into the bottom of the canyon and was wandering around. It appeared he was looking for a blood trail because of the way he was circling around the same area. I set up my spotting scope and scanned the area around him, hoping to locate a downed buck from my higher vantage point, but no such luck. I then went back to my glassing spot for another hour but didn’t see any more deer.



As I hiked back to my ATV I noticed there were four guys down in the bottom of the canyon where the guy was looking for blood and they were taking care of a deer. After checking it out I could see it was an 18-20” wide three point. I decided to side hill in and out of some small draws as I hiked out. I ended up pushing a small back out of his bed, but that was all the action I saw on that hike. Just when Paul and I were about to start up the ATVs and head back to camp, a couple of guys pulled up to us. They were looking for elk but hadn’t seen any. I told them I hadn’t seen any or fresh sign of any kind in all the trips I had been in that area. They told us they had seen a couple four points right off the road while driving around that morning but they didn't have deer tags6. I guess Paul and I were doing it all wrong!



After lunch at camp, I suggested to Paul that we could check out an area I hunted years ago. It used to hold bucks, but since I hadn’t been there in over 20 years it would be taking a big chance. Paul was all for seeing some new country. I knew it was an area deer migrated through, so hopefully our afternoon would let us see more deer.



We arrived at the area about 3 hours before dark. I was feeling very optimistic about this new area because we saw several does while driving into the canyon. There were also a lot of fresh tracks all around where we parked the truck. As we hiked into our Google-Earth-pre-scouted area, we bumped a couple different groups of deer out of the tress, including a couple of small three and four points. Withing an hour of sitting down and glassing, we were starting to see several deer coming out to feed. Paul saw one tall, narrow four point go into the trees about ¾ mile away but it never came back out. I spotted two cow elk with a calf about a mile away and joked with Paul about how crazy it would be if a bull came out when I wasn’t even hunting elk or expecting to see elk. I watched those elk for another hour but nothing else was around them and they stayed fairly motionless in a small clearing.



As the sun was getting close to going down behind the ridge to the west a couple of guys came over another ridge to the north of us. They slowly worked their way towards us and a little east. I thought they were going to shoot a couple of small bucks they bumped because once guy aimed at the deer with his rifle. Either he decided to pass or couldn’t get a clean shot. The guys finally went out of sight to the east of us. I got up and told Paul I was going to see where the guys were headed and see if they pushed anything out ahead of them. I hadn’t been gone more than 10 minutes when I heard a quiet whistle behind me. It was Paul frantically waving me back to him. When I got close he explained that right after I left a group of about 30 cows, a nice branch-antlered bull, and a 320” class herd bull came feeding from the west about 150 yards from Paul. I can’t believe what crazy bad timing it was for me to get up and leave when I had. Paul and I snuck back over to where he had seen the elk last but they were gone. We kept moving slowly around the hill, hoping to see where the herd had moved. As the sun was just starting to set, all of a sudden, a stampede of elk came running out of the tress and into a big sagebrush flat. The glare of the sun was so bad, I couldn’t see through my scope. All I could see was an orange glow in my view. The big bull stopped and looked back at about 400 yards but I had no chance at a shot because of the glare of the sun. I had a good rest too. What a frustrating situation! Twenty minutes later we packed up our stuff and headed back to the truck. We could have killed an 18” 3x4 within 80 yards as we hiked out, but we were hoping and holding out for something older and bigger. All in all, it was a pretty good opening day of the Utah early rifle deer hunt and I was so close to filling my tag on a great bull elk, which was completely unexpected.

I really love daybreak on opening mornings of the hunts, there's so much anticipation.
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Here's a view off my opening morning glassing point

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Here's a flat that looked a lot like the one where the elk ran out across from behind me and Paul

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Thursday, October 13th

Paul and I decided to check out some steep canyon country to the south of camp. It was about a five mile ATV ride. The overnight temp was in the mid 30s and it was plenty cold riding the ATV at 20-25 MPH. At the point where we needed to turn off the main road and head up a rough jeep trail for about another mile, I stopped to wait for Paul to catch up because he was staying back trying to stay out of my dust trail. While waiting, I warmed my frozen hands up with the hot air from the muffler exhaust (something I learned from a cousin a long time ago.)

Once we got to the spot where we parked the ATVs, Paul hiked out onto a point to glass some steep canyons to the East and I dropped off the edge of the ridge and glassed a basin to the south. I had only been sitting a few minutes and deer were coming around the hill and side-hilling about 100 yards below me. Within 30 minutes three different groups of three or four does came from that direction but not a single buck.

An hour or so later, I spotted a small 2-point and an average 16” 3-point feeding 400 yards below me. It was crazy how well they blended into the dead fall and it took me almost an hour to finally pick them up in my binoculars. I ended up glassing about 15-20 does but no more bucks in the basin.

Before it got any later I packed up my gear and headed North a half mile to look into another deep canyon; however, I didn’t see anything in that canyon once I got there after glassing for about 30 minutes. I then thought I’d go see how Paul was faring with his glassing. As I headed back to the south the way I had just come, I walked right into a lone 3-point that was about 16” wide. At 80 yards he would have been an easy kill but he lived for another day. I met up with Paul and he told me he had seen six or seven bucks with a couple of them being 4-points in the 20-22” wide, 130 class range, but not worth the effort of packing one like that out of the deep canyon they were in. We then headed back to camp for lunch.

Later, we tried still hunting an area of pine draws that were just above a huge meadow that sat on private ground. The thought was possibly that bucks were bedding in those draws during the day and feeding in the meadow at night, but we only pushed out a few does in a couple miles of walking. We headed back to camp, jumped in my truck and went to the area from the afternoon before. We parked at the same pullout, hiked the same route, and sat in about the same glassing spot. We didn’t see as many deer this time and we did see other hunters. One of the hunters was carrying a rectangle case of some sort. It looked like a 12 pack of Dr. Pepper. LOL.

About a half hour before sundown we split up. I hiked around the hill we were on, with the plan being that I would hike a ½ circle which was about a mile or so and then meet up with Paul at the truck. As I rounded the hill, I found myself hiking through knee high grass. No wonder the elk were feeding in there the afternoon before. As I continued my hike, I pushed out the same small 3x4 we saw the day before and a big 20” 2x3. Once I got elevation and the terrain started to open up, I could see deer feeding in small valleys and meadows in every direction. I came to a corner fenceline that was private, so I turned and paralleled the fence back towards the truck.

Just as I crested a small rise, I could see several deer around a pond about 100 yards into the private property. When I glassed the group of deer, I was amazed to see that there were 4 or 5 small 4-points and one mature 4+ year old buck. The older buck was about 23-25” wide and probably a 150-160” buck. Now daylight was fading fast and shooting hours would be soon expiring. The older buck started walking on a 45 degree angle toward the fence, but when he got to within 50 yards of the fence, he turned parallel and walked into the trees. I didn’t see him again. As I continued walking towards my truck, I bumped into a few more groups of deer that were coming from the public ground heading towards the private. Once I met up with Paul, we shared what we had seen. It seemed I was the one in the right spot that evening because Paul hadn’t seen much.
 

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Friday, October 14th,

It was becoming very obvious that the deer herd was not migrating in masses during the early rifle hunt like they did last year. The big difference was it snowed a foot in the high country days before the opening in 2021 and it had yet to snow a single inch in 2022. I decided to show Paul the spot where I hunted this unit for the first time, back in 1988. Where my friend Shane killed an upper 170” buck. I hunted that same spot last year during the second rifle season and saw deer migrating and knew some nice bucks had been killed in the canyon right below me. I even passed on a young 3x4 buck at 100 yards. I knew this spot was a long way from our camp, so we left about 1.5 hours before light. Unfortunately, that still wasn’t enough time.

As we headed south on a pretty rough, dirt road, we started seeing a lot of deer in little meadows. We had two problems; one was the deer were on private property and the second, we were still six or so miles from the public ground spot I wanted to get to. During my July scouting trip, I’d found a new spot to glass from in that area. As we were getting close to our spot, Paul and I crept slowly down a very rough, rocky, washed-out Jeep trail in my truck, we rounded a corner and saw several vehicles parked right where I’d intended to go. We continued all the way down to the bottom of the canyon. I was expecting to see more vehicles down there too, but, amazingly, there weren’t any. We decided that we would hike to the spot I went to last year where I passed on the 3x4.

We ended up watching a small side canyon that had a little stream in it. The migrating deer would come down off a plateau and many of them would stop at the stream before continuing their journey to winter range. After about three hours of watching, we only saw a dozen or so deer, with only one small two point amongst them. At noon we packed up our stuff to head back to the truck. We talked over our options and decided to head after the mature buck I saw the afternoon before. We hoped we could catch him coming out of the public land bedding area before it jumped the fence into private land for the night.

To be continued……

Here's the buck Shane killed in 88

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Here's the 3x4 I passed in 2021

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