I had been looking for a hunt out west for a couple of years but found them all to be too exspensive. Being a collage student working summer jobs my budget was very thin. Then one day while looking at a bunch of western game and fish websites I stumbled across the wyoming leftover antelope tags. I was over joyed to see that a. they were over the counter, b. there were alot left and c. they cost $34 each! I called my friend and hunting partner Tyler about getting these tags. We waited till the day they went on sale and bought three each. We planed the best we could seeing as how nither one of us had hunted anything but deer in Ohio. Tyler didnt even have a rifle so he got one and we shot about once a week all summer. We decided we would leave the first week of September since our summer job would be over and school didnt start untill the last week of the month. We planned on driving stright out there, camping on BLM land and really doing a very affordable hunt.
Finally after waiting for what seemed like forever the day for us to leave came. We packed up his SUV and all we had to do was put coolers on the hitch rack when I did something I really wish I hadn't. I was cutting ratchet straps out of there packaging when I drove the blade of my new buck knife deer into my left hand just below the thumb. After passing out in Tyler's driveway I made it to the hospital. I had a cut tendon meaning I needed surgery the next day. Lucky the surgery went well and we left a couple of days later, me with a cast on my hand. We made the 20 hour drive without incident, thank God, and made camp that next day. We saw antelope everywhere! I mean it was unreal seeing that many animals and we went straight out of camp trying to get Tyler one with a bow. We hadn't been out two hours and had a nice buck at 45 yards, but one thing I failed to mention about those tags we had were for does only so we sadly had to let him go. The next day was the start of rifle season and we drove down the road early the next morning with nothing but excitement for what lay ahead.
As soon as we parked the suv and started to hike I spoted a doe and fawn watching us from the next hill. I eased my rifle off my shoulder and did the best I could to crawl forward. I ranged in the front of the doe at 265 yards and held the rifle as steady as I could. This was my first shot at a big game animal with a centerfile rifle and luckly I have a good one. My first shot hit her hard and she only ran a few yards and fell. Man that was awsome. After taking care of her we went out to get Tyler one. A strange thing happend, we stopped the suv to glass the next vallet and we saw the fawn that had been with that doe I shot walking toward us. Tyler grabbed his new rifle and we just sat there as she walked up the road. He finally shot when she turned braodside at 45 yards! She didn't go anywhere and Tyler had his antelope.
My story is getting kinda long winded but it was a great excperince. We ended up shooting two more antelope before we had to go home and both were good clean kills which isn't too bad for two young guys from Ohio. The country was great, and I am now looking into going to hunting guide school. My thumb had healed and I have 85% use of it so I thank the good lord for that. I will return soon hopefully hunting any animal I can afford to and this time with my good old recurve (but I will use my 7 mag. if I have to lol)