Nov 2
Good Luck Gary
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My buddy Gary Stark called me Sunday night to see if I wanted to go for a Tuesday all day hunt.  This was the first week of big game rifle season and I happened to have the day off.  We decided to meet at the gas station that morning and Gary jumped in my truck to go chase whitetail and elk.  We arrived at our hunting spot about fifteen minutes before shooting light.  After getting all of our stuff ready Gary and I talked about the game plan.  You need to understand that Gary is a good luck charm.  Everytime he goes with somebody they end up filling their tag.  Gary on the other hand only seems to give luck and not get it.  He is a good sport and a great pack mule.  I told Gary that he could shoot the first buck we saw that day (or should I say shoot at the first buck we saw).  So Gary and I walk down an old logging road at first light with snow lightly falling down.  We were about thirty minutes into the hunt when I happend to look up and see a nice whitetail buck cresting the ridge.  It looked like a picture you would see on the front page of a hunting magazine.  I raised my gun up and told Gary about the buck.  He was unable to locate the buck and whispered that he couldn’t see it.  As Gary spit the words can’t see it out of his mouth I squeezed the trigger.  The buck was about 250 yards up the ridge and I could see him stumble away after I shot.  After a few choice words from Gary that were directed towards me we started laughing.  Is this really happening to Gary again?  All I could think is thank god I brought my good luck charm with me.  We walked up to where I had shot the buck and found good blood.  Gary and I tracked him through a light skiff of snow and there he layed about twenty feet from where I shot him.  After giving each other high fives and Gary relaying a few more choice words to me we took some pictures and cleaned the buck out.  We drug him down to the logging road below us and I told gary that I would head back to the truck and get the game cart.  We made a plan for Gary to continue hunting since I could drag the buck out myself with the cart.  I had the deer back to the truck about an hour and a half later where I met Gary who of course didn’t have any luck.  This was a very memorable hunt and now I have the rest of the season to remove the black cloud from over Gary’s head and try to get him a buck.
 
Casey Scott

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Oct 26

This buck was claimed to be killed in the Wildcat Hills area.  It scored 332 with 41 points, a 43 inch spread with 35 inch main beams and 7.5 bases.  New Nebraska state record!  Sorry picture quality is a little rough.

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Nebraska deer

Jun 10

The day was Sunday October 30, a day that was fairly early in the Montana rifle hunting season.  My dad brother and I headed out to our hunting spot that we have hunted at for about 15 years now, well for me 15 years my dad who knows how long.  The day started out how most days do get to the bottom of the mountain we call it the canyon, unload the four wheelers, get ready and head up the canyon road for about a 15 minute ride.  We have a routine that we typically do once we get to the top of the mountain, my dad heads up one road and my brother and I head to the other side of the ridge and head down a different road.  We had hunted the area hard that morning with no luck, we saw a few deer no shooter bucks and no elk to be found. We decided to head to the truck about noon, and I had decided that I was going to walk this gated road out then down the backside of the mountain down to the truck instead of riding down the canyon.    I am about 20 min in to the hike when I reach the end of the road and I need to start heading down the backside of the mountain. I start heading down taking the route that I take every time (Lots of good glassing points and good feeding areas ect.) and I start hearing something below me about 100 yards or so. I must have walked about another 50 yards when I looked down and saw this rag horn bull feeding broadside about 75 yards below me. About that time he noticed me coming as well took a couple of steps forward leaving me with only a shot at the front shoulder area forward.  So I then took the shot smoking him right in the front shoulder, he jumped then took off in the direction that the truck was parked.  I waited a couple of min then I started to track him.  Unfortunately there was no snow and not a good blood trail, so it made it a little bit difficult. I tracked him for about a half an hour before I jumped him out of his bed, he started to take of directly away from me when I put the final touches on him with one in the back of the neck.  After field dressing him I was walking back to the truck when I found a pair of sheds that were later scored in the 360 range, which made it a great way to cap off a great day.  We were able to get the four wheelers to it and get it out whole.  Enjoy the pictures.   See  you in September!

Tanner Kahler

Tanner and Taran

Tanner Elk