Personal Hunting Stories

“It was October 2017 and I was hunting with my friend.  It was near the end of antelope season and during rut.  We were on the Wind River, across from our ranch.  I first spied the top of his head and horns through a spotting scope.  He was laying in tall sagebrush up the hill, barely visible, some 600 yards away and 200 yards from the border of the Wind River Indian Reservation and safety. 

I realized I had to get around and above him as he was up the hill and facing me.  So I circled around in a great big, 1.5 miles fishhook until I was  behind and above him, and then I started slowly crawling forward up a small knoll, believing he was below the knoll and still facing away.  I crawled very slowly for probably 250 yards and as I came over the small rise I saw him bedded down below me,apprx. 150 yards away.  Within a split second he heard me and was up and away. 

I fired just before he hit full speed and shot once.  I hit him right behind the shoulder and he ran another 50 yards on adreline.  I didn’t know I hit him because when I shot he accelerated and I thought “oh darn, I missed him” until I saw him vault over himself and drop. 

I knew he was big but I had no idea he was as massive as he was and his prongs were as long as they were.  His gross score turned out to be 87.5, and after deductions 86.5 based on Boone and Crockett scoring.  It was completely exhilarating and a big-time stalk and hunt.   I’ve hunted antelope for 55 years, since I was 10 years old, and guided numerous other friends to other Boone and Crockett records, but this was beyond any of those and my crowning glory.”