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Well it was the last day of the season, or so I thought. I pulled myself out of bed at around 4:30 am thinking to myself I have a mulie tag that's not filled, so I better give it one more try. Jumped in the truck and headed north to Drayton Valley Alberta, to an area that I saw while I was working in the area earlier in the year. One field that caught my eye, had some does in it. So an hour and half later I parked the truck and started my short walk to the field. Wind was in my favor, ice fog was modorate but I could see 150 yards or so. Well I was about 20 yards from the treeline, still in the bush. I could make out the outlines of deer in the field. I looked through my binoculars, first deer I saw was this buck, he was with 6 does and one other 4x4 that would of went 140 to 150. I've shot a couple other big mulies over the years and I was not going to shoot one smaller then I have on the wall. So hemmed a hawed for about 5 minuntes, finally deciding that he was the same caliber of deer or a bit bigger then ones I have. So I laid down, flipping my bi-pod down on the 300 ulta mag and figured he was 130 to 150 yards away. Put the crosshairs on his chest because he was lookin straight my way. I squeezed nice and easy and flipped him right over backswards driving his horns into the snow. As I watched the other deer bounce across the field, I looked down at my watch to see the time which was 8:23 am and November 29th, the second to last day of the season.
I chuckled to myself and thought if I would of known that while I was snuggled in bed I would not of got up. Thank God I did because as I got closer to the buck, there was no ground shinkage going on. He ended up grossing 174 and netted 168 B&C 30 inch spead with a 6x5 frame totally making my week. I took two deer over 170 6 days apart. I started the season with the motto, go early, stay late and no matter how cold or tired, never give up and it paid off.
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