Can’t believe I missed this thread! I haven’t rendezvoused or belonged to a club in a long time. Hunting is about the only time I pick up my muzzleloaders any more!
My family has had a successful hunting season with muzzleloaders. I guided my dad on his first ever mule deer and black bear hunt in Colorado. While I didn’t fill my bear tag (less than 3% do in the unit we were in, mainly chasing deer), my dad capitalized on both of his firsts!
We spent 6 days living out of our packs in the backcountry. Seen some beautiful scenery, caught and ate some fish, and enjoyed a lot of moments together.
My deer season back home (Kansas) was pretty rough. Hunting pressure picked up around the properties I hunt, had a neighbor throw some soap under one of my stands, had a gut wrenching encounter with what wouldn’t been my largest archery buck, and all of the deer I was chasing practically disappeared come December. I did, however, tag a decent buck with my flintlock this last weekend.
I’m looking forward to following my Brittany spoodle around in search of quail the rest of the upland season. May even try to make a weekend pheasant trip if the kids’ wrestling schedules don’t get too crazy. I’ve yet to harvest a quail or pheasant with my smoothbore, so that’ll be an accomplishment I look forward to pursuing.
For S’s and G’s, here are a few of the bucks I was chasing this year. These were all deer I seen on the hoof during daylight hours (didn’t want to give any the impression I was hunting ghosts) during the season, just couldn’t connect or close the distance. Lots of young up and comers with plenty of mature deer to go around next season
My family has had a successful hunting season with muzzleloaders. I guided my dad on his first ever mule deer and black bear hunt in Colorado. While I didn’t fill my bear tag (less than 3% do in the unit we were in, mainly chasing deer), my dad capitalized on both of his firsts!
We spent 6 days living out of our packs in the backcountry. Seen some beautiful scenery, caught and ate some fish, and enjoyed a lot of moments together.
My deer season back home (Kansas) was pretty rough. Hunting pressure picked up around the properties I hunt, had a neighbor throw some soap under one of my stands, had a gut wrenching encounter with what wouldn’t been my largest archery buck, and all of the deer I was chasing practically disappeared come December. I did, however, tag a decent buck with my flintlock this last weekend.
I’m looking forward to following my Brittany spoodle around in search of quail the rest of the upland season. May even try to make a weekend pheasant trip if the kids’ wrestling schedules don’t get too crazy. I’ve yet to harvest a quail or pheasant with my smoothbore, so that’ll be an accomplishment I look forward to pursuing.
For S’s and G’s, here are a few of the bucks I was chasing this year. These were all deer I seen on the hoof during daylight hours (didn’t want to give any the impression I was hunting ghosts) during the season, just couldn’t connect or close the distance. Lots of young up and comers with plenty of mature deer to go around next season
