Wyoming, 2008, DIY, Public Land
The closer we got to our destination, the more the excitement grew. We were once again taking ourselves out of everyday life and entering a world we have both come to love, appreciate, and look forward to each year. It was the eve of the 2009 Wyoming general deer season.
My cousin and long-time hunting partner, Jake, had predicted that by nightfall we would have at least one good shooter buck spotted. After an amazingly scenic hike in, we set up camp and went to find the buck that Jake had predicted.
We had just crested the ridge when we were welcomed by a beautiful typical four-point buck standing skylined 300 yards above us. The sun setting on such an amazing animal created a beautiful backdrop to a basin that would soon become full of many unforgettable memories.
Nightfall soon came and both Jake and I were amazed at the number of deer and the seemingly untouched area our research had led us to. We felt as though we were taken back to the Good Ol’ Days. Jake’s prediction was spot on.
My story begins a few years back when Jake handed me the book Backcountry Bowhunting. I have enjoyed bowhunting for several years, but not to the level that I enjoy it now. After reading that book, I gained a whole new love and passion for hunting. I have found that while hunting the backcountry a person can and sometimes will come home empty-handed, but still somehow feel as though they have had the hunt of a lifetime. It brings a great sense of self-confidence when you can head deep into the wilderness with bow in hand and experience all that bowhunting has to offer.
Sitting high atop our ridgeline perch early on opening morning, we watched the mountains come alive with deer activity. It seemed as though every pocket of trees produced something worth taking a look at. We became dizzy bouncing the scopes from pocket to pocket and buck to buck.
For a full account of Shane's adventure, go to page 20 in the March/April 2010 issue of Eastmans' Bowhunting Journal.