Well, we came home empty handed from 4th season muley and elk hunt. We could only hunt the first 3 days starting Wed. Unfortunately, I sprained my foot pretty bad on Wed which really limited the hiking needed to get to some elk, and cost me Thursday. The clear sunny weather was challenging too.
We did have some action though. First morning light we were set up in some bushes were we could glass a lot of terrain. On the plateau to my left at first light I caught movement and saw a deer come into view and immediately knew it was a very big deer. I mean all horns and torso.It was a long shot, and I tried to range the shot but got no reading....very frustrating. I estimated it at 350yds. He wasn't running away, but he was on the move. I whistled real loud a couple of times and and stopped him broadside and squeezed of a shot. And then another. Neither connected. He trotted off and went over the hill skylined. My son and I watched him go onto some private property shaking our heads. His antlers skylined were unbelievably wide and high. The biggest deer I have ever seen. We checked for blood just in case, and walked the fence line to be sure but there was nothing. I hate to say, but when we walked the distance, it was near 500. I think it was a combo of the size of the animal and the challenge of distance estimation in wide open sage that made me underestimate. Anyway, glad it was a clean miss. We had numerous other encounters with smaller bucks running around, but couldn't connect. On Friday, some snow blew through, right before sunset. We were on some does when my son said he thought there were some elk on the hillside down the valley. We glassed them and realized, it was the same big buck still on some priv prop. We still could not get over the sheer mass of that deer. The sun had set, the clouds were lit up to the west and the full moon had risen right above the deer all on fresh white snow. It was pretty memorable. Still wish I had a little meat in the freezer, but it was a fun adventure.