We were out hunting all weekend in the Badlands and finally on Sunday afternoon, we came across a small group of Muleys way off in the distance. My husband decided we needed to venture out a little farther to get a look at them. As we walked out towards them, it started to snow quite a bit and I was starting to feel anxious, worrying that I wasn't going to get out there and be able to get a good shot. As we were coming up to the hill, we realized they were out farther than we had thought. We ended up walking just about a mile from the road and around an old farm yard, but I was determined to get out there and try my best to get my tag filled. We came to the edge of the hill; I got down and watched them through the scope. In the herd was one buck with about a dozen does. I was about 375 yards away and the option of getting any closer wasn't possible. To give me a good shot, my husband got on his hands and knees and I used his back to brace myself. (Because of this he bought me shooting sticks for Christmas!) The first shot hit him and it was a double lung shot, he went about 20 yards and expired. I was so excited to get out there and see how he looked, I started to just about roll down the hill with excitement towards my buck. This being my firt Mule Deer Buck, I was pleasantly surprised to find him to be a 5x4 with a 2 inch droptine.
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