That is some really good information. The corner is supposed to be really good. I have never hunted it but a couple of the guys in our group have and always talk about it. It makes me wonder why they never head back up there. The area that we hunt antelope in holds some deer but I do not usually see any monsters on public land. There is an alfalfa field near by that we love to go glass in the mornings and evenings once we have got antelope hanging because there are always big bucks on it. I am sure that it would be pretty hard to get permission there and it does not seem like the land owner hunts it. It would be a dream to hunt though. There are some absolute toads hanging around that spot. But they know that if they hop that fence onto BLM land that they are going to get roasted. And they know better and don't ever do it... atleast during the daytime. I have no idea what they do at night.
Isn't it amazing how animals know where the boundaries are and where they are safe? In WY where we hunt, it is not unusual to see mulies in town. Even decent bucks. Go hunting for one and you'll not see anything as they are still high up, but some know it is safe to come to town. Same with the speed goats. Nice trophy bucks tease us as we head out to BLM and public land to hunt. They don't budge when the see us as they know they are safe. They are animals, but they certainly are not "dumb" animals.
I now have 5 points for both deer and elk in Wyoming. I think it's great that I can stockpile points in Wyoming and be able to draw a quality tag in Colorado every few years. I am saving towards a hunt in the SW corner for both. There are some great bucks and bulls in the limited draw areas but when they say limited they mean it. The draw odds are really rough but the rewards can be worth it. Good Luck
The first deer I shot, way back in 1958, was taken to the local meat shop and processed into steaks, roasts and some burger. Back then in that little Idaho town, when you took a deer into the butcher, you got the same deer back. Unfortunately, times have changed. The last time I took an animal to a butcher, in the mid 60's, I don't have a clue who's meat I got back, but I sure don't think it was mine. I ended up throwing the burger as it stunk the house up every time we...