February/March 2014 EHJ (Issue 141) - I know what some of you might be thinking, "Isn’t this the same woman that just killed a giant desert ram in 2012 and now she’s holding a giant muley in ‘13?!” Some people have all the luck, I know, but it’s really not my fault! I enjoy hunting and I’ve killed some really nice animals over the years. However, I don’t spend a lot of extra time thinking about it or really planning for it. Let’s be real – I’m a busy mother of five, and three are teens. I don’t have a lot of extra time for anything.
My husband on the other hand, loves hunting. That would be an understatement. At the same time, he’s very aware of me and the children. Family comes first but he really puts a lot of time in to make our hunting fun and successful.
When he’s constantly gone in the fall I frequently get asked, "Isn’t Adam done hunting yet?”
My response is always the same, "Does it ever really end?”
So, now it should be clear who’s to blame for those trophies!
Only once have I been on what most would call a true hunting adventure. That hunt was in 2012 when I drew a coveted desert sheep tag here in Colorado. The girls all stayed home, but there was no way my 12-year-old son Bridger was going to miss out. We spent a lot of time in preseason scouting and I really got to appreciate what it takes to make this kind of hunt successful – lots of hiking, glassing, rough roads and beautiful scenery. When it was all said and done, I had killed one of the biggest desert rams ever taken in the state. It was a lot of fun!
A year later, the 2013 deer season was upon us. Adam, along with Bridger, were doing their usual things preparing for the archery hunt. It was Bridger’s first year to hunt, so all the scouting efforts being made were to see that Bridger got his first deer. After all, he had some big shoes to fill. His older sisters both have some impressive mule deer on their walls and they weren’t going to let their younger brother forget that! My October tag was the farthest thing from my mind. August was full of football and softball games; groceries and the never-ending laundry were the priorities.
Things went almost as planned. Bridger ended up killing a nice 4x4 with his bow and of course that was on a week Adam was out of town guiding elk hunters in Utah. That meant I got to participate much more than I wanted in dragging it out of the field and getting it into the cooler. However, thanks to some good friends, I didn’t get as bloody as I thought I would and the smile on Bridger’s face was well worth it!
When Adam returned home from guiding we didn’t even know about the buck Journi later named "G-norm” because he was so ginormous! There were only seven days left in the Colorado archery season and believe it or not, Adam was a little tired of hunting...well, tired until a good friend, Jay, called and asked him if he had a deer tag to fill. Jay then proceeded to tell Adam about this 5x8 buck he had been seeing on his irrigated property all summer. Jay really wanted to see the buck live another year, but it was too visible and he was afraid it wouldn’t make it through the season.
Adam and Bridger made it over the next evening and saw the buck from a distance and were able to get some pictures. I have to admit, even I was impressed with the size of this buck! Adam was also impressed, however he shared Jay’s thoughts of how much more awesome this buck would be if he could make it one more year.
Adam tried the last few days of the archery season to kill G-norm. He had him at 30 yards once and was at full draw when the buck turned and walked straight away. With no other shot opportunities archery season came to a close. Now all G-norm had to do was stay home and maybe I would be the lucky one!
For a full account of Brittney's adventure, go to page 14 in the February/March 2014 issue of Eastmans' Hunting Journal.