I found out that there were a couple of the 195" bucks in the area. I saw the one that I was after the day before the hunt and backed out of the area so that I wouldn't disturb him and went and found another buck that was real nice. When I went back on the opening I found that there had been a couple of trucks and wheelers into his area after I had left him alone. As of today no one has seen him again so I am not sure if he was shot the day before or if he made it out. Another big buck was hanging about a mile from a main canyon. He had at least 4 other hunters after him that I know of and there were only 13 of us that had buck tags. Last week I saw a warden and was talking to him about the buck and he said that he was still alive and kicking down on the golf course. It appears that while everyone was looking for him up high he had moved down into the valley and was living on a abandoned farm with 20 or so does and a couple of small bucks. I guess that I'll have to get me a muzzle loader or archery tag next year for this unit and see if I can find him.
Great buck! Snow, rain, big canyons, and multiple packing trips all make for a great memory. It may be hard work while your packing but the pain will dissapear by next season and you will probably shoot another great animal in a deep canyon. Hunter do crazy things like that but it is all worth it in the end. Good luck to you this year.
As I sit and glass, which is common for hunters out west, I have sort of quickly discovered something I never learned when I was younger.
In my youth I had enthusiasm and spirit. In my middle to advancing years I have creaky knees, arthritis, and I tire more easily than I used to. Where I used to sit on the cold hard ground I now look for that soft spot to sooth my tired muscles. That leads me to my tip.
Carry your soft spot with you!
In my pack I carry an air filled, ultralight, camping pad....