robsev
Active Member
I left home the day before season thinking I had it all planned out. On a previous hunt I had found a remote waterhole that the antelope had been using daily. So the plan was to set up my small blind in the sagebrush about 100 yards from the waterhole. I got the camper set up, the RZR loaded, and went out and set up my blind. The plan was my wife and granddaughter were intending to come out and meet up with me on Friday evening. Well, it started raining on Thursday night and everyone who has ever been in this country while it's raining knows how the roads get. I sat in my camper most of the day Friday watching muddy pickups sliding sideways down the road. I chanced it Friday afternoon, but didn't see much.
My wife called and decided with the terrible road conditions she would wait till later in the season to come out, so I was on my own.
I went out Saturday morning and didn't see much until the sun came out. Then it seemed like the antelope were popping up all over the place. I spotted a this buck with about 8 does about a half mile off the road and they were just over the crest of the hill, so I figured I'd give it a try. I snuck down the back side of the hill and when I figured I was about even with them I crawled up and peeked through the sagebrush. I could see 4 does about 30 yards away, but I couldn't see the buck. One of the does must have seen my movement and was staring straight at me. I blew my antelope call a couple of times and I couldn't believe how it settled them down. I backed out and snuck down about 50 yards and checked again. There was my buck about 300 yards out. I quickly set up my bipod and dropped him in his tracks with my tack driving plain jane Remington Model 700 270 WSM. I got up and walked over to him and was getting ready to tag and gut him and I looked up and saw a doe standing about 250 yards away. I quickly grabbed my rifle and also dropped her in her tracks. Now I had 2 antelope down and a half mile (all uphill) to get them back to the RZR. As soon as I got them tagged and gutted I went to grab my cart. As soon as I got to the RZR it started lightly raining, so I decided to wait it out. Thank God I have a cab and heater on the RZR, because the light rain turned to a pretty hard rain, then sleet, then hail. I waited an hour until the rain finally stopped. It took me a couple of hours to get both antelope carted up the hill and loaded on the RZR. The plan was to take them back to my camper and get them hung up to cool. I still had one doe tag left so I had my radar on. I got about halfway back to the camper and noticed a herd coming over the hill about 400 yards out. I slowly walked out about 20 yards and sat down and put up my sticks. They were just casually eating and didn't even seem to notice I was there. I ranged one of the does at 370 yards. I took the shot, and dropped number three right in her tracks. I think I was quite a sight the rest of the way back to the camper with three antelope hanging on my little RZR. Now I can't wait to get the wife out and see if we can do it all over again.
