Hunter: Brad Summey
Points: 9 (5L, 4R)
County: Union
Season: 2016-2017
Hunt Story
The story was pretty straight-forward. Hike about a mile up the south side of the top of Rocky Mountain on the south side of the WMA. Sat just off an old logging road facing downhill, freezing my rear end off, when just after 9 I saw something moving about 200 yards down coming straight toward me. I glassed it and saw that it was definitely a deer, waited until he stepped out from behind a tree and knew I was on a buck. He made his way up the hill slowly, which was good because it gave me some time to collect myself. He tucked behind a tree about 75 yards from me, and I lost him briefly until he came out from behind a closer tree 50 yards away just to my right. He was broadside when he stepped out, and I squeezed one round from my Savage .30-06. He took off in the direction he had been facing over a ridge toward a buddy of mine. The joke is, my buddy came over to help me look for blood after I got collected. He comes down the hill and asks me where I shot it, etc. I'm looking around like some sort of special forces trail finder when he says "we can keep looking if you want just to make sure we would have been able to track it, but I already know where it's at - I passed him on my way over here". I've never been so happy.
