Success :!: My wife is recouperating nicely from her surgery, and went shopping today with our daughter-in-law. I decided to make the long drive from Cache Valley down to Bicknell and see if I could fill my doe speedgoat tag. I didn't get away until 8:00 a.m. and made a couple early Christmas gifts drop offs in Provo/Orem on the way down. I filled up in Plain City, made my two quick stops, and didn't get out of the car until I was on the mountain Southwest of Bicknell. I made a pit stop, if you know what I mean (I can't believe I made it that far without others!) got my 270 ready (my son, with the help of my wife, bought me a new Tasco 3x9 and we sighted it in before Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday) and started looking. I saw a few, but they were out of range, looking at me with no way to sneak up on them. So I drove down the road, took a side road, and tried to circle around behind them. Got my gun, and started walking. Well, needless to say, that they saw me before I could get close enough for a shot and took off running. Back to the car to ride around and see if I could spot others.I have to say, that I didn't see near the critters this year as I have in the past. Usually I've been able to spot a couple hundred or more. Not today. All told, maybe 30. On with the story. I took a side road after a while, and headed west. No luck, so I started to head back towards Bicknell, and came across a watering hole (frozen) and took a not much traveled road(?) as I have seen goats there before. Nothing. So back to the main road, and after about a mile, saw a herd of about 15 not too far from the road, back in a draw. I kept driving, so as not to spook them. I came across another little traveled road that went up on top of the ridge of the draw they were in. I drove up to almost the top, parked, and started walking the road. I had only gone a few hundred yards, when I saw them. They had walked around the backside of the ridge, and, luckily for me, didn't spoke when I saw them. They had seen me first. I walked off the other side of that ridge, and came to a little saddle. There they were, so I sat right down. I crawled towards them, and after I decided I was in a position to see them, got up on one knee, and there they were, about 150 yards away, looking at me. I didn't have much choice, but to shoot from that position. I picked out the biggest doe, aimed, and with one shot, dropped her where she stood! We must have sighted in well! She has about 2" horns, and from what I could tell, the bucks have been giving her a lot of attention, if you know what I mean. :wink:
Now, after my questionable shooting doe deer hunt, my son maybe won't give me crap about this one. She'll be in the freezer tomorrow. But I tell ya, with the price of gas, those are some pretty costly steaks. :evil: If I can get my cow elk easily, then maybe that can help defray some of the cost.
Again, no pics. I seem to always forget my camera. But then again, this is a meat hunt, not a trophy hunt. Maybe that's why I don't think about bringing it.
