Unit 32 Wyoming Hunt
Last year, my daughter and I harvested our first antelopes on unit 32 in Wyoming. This year, looking for a repeat, I got tags for myself, my husband, and both my daughters. My hubby and I were able to go up for opening day. I saw about 50% less antelope this year as compared to last. We were able to fill our two tags in about two hours with two shots. Mine at about 350 yds, my husband at about 250 yds. It was my husband's first big game hunt. I made it look too easy - and now he is spoiled! We were back home within 24 hours. I took my daughters up this weekend, and caught the lousiest weather. Got there Friday night in a blizzard, parked the camper on BLM land and piled on the blankets. Our water jugs inside our trailer froze overnight! I had drained the plumbing systems before our trip because I knew the weather was going to be really cold. Once again, we saw a very small number of antelope, and observed many hunters driving the antelope back and forth between BLM roads and pressuring them in the adjacent unit. We were sad to see how these 'lopes were being pushed and were not able to get to water, to feed, or to bed down. They were literally trapped in a no man's land. We spotted a small herd quite some distance from the road (about a mile and a half or so) and made a decision to hike in and try to stalk them, thinking we would have a chance because there were no roads into this sanctuary area. Well, my little 12 year old daughter on her first big game hunt hung in there valiantly, as we trudged through snow for miles trying to get to the antelope. When we parked and started our stalk, we saw a doe and her fawn disappear over a hill probably 500 yds ahead of us. When we crept up to the ridge and peered over, she was nowhere in sight. We kept on going because we knew where the lopes would go based on our experience there last year, and after several miles and multiple hills, we gave up. After glassing from a hill for a long time, we finally spotted two animals about 2000 yds away. That is as close as we could get to the antelopes. We ate our snacks and rehydrated. My 12 yr old made snowballs and a snow sculpture. We took lots of pictures. And made our long trek back to our car. My little daughter was circumspect about the whole hunt. She said things happen for a reason and that things would be better next year. My oldest daughter was disappointed because she so wanted her little sis to get an antelope. Her mission was to help her little sis succeed even if it meant she would not tag out herself. I was shocked at how the animal population had declined so much in one year because of the drought. Hopefully, next year will be better! Now, on to Colorado elk hunting this coming weekend with my 16 yr old daughter!