@aaron_fuller_outdoors with this awesome muley!!! .
First time ever mule deer hunting and we hiked up to 7,000 feet elevation and saw this buck rutting and chasing does everywhere. I snuck up to 60 yards of him and his does and he have me a running shot and I shot his neck and dumped him.
Third year of @koltonpotts three year run on big deer. These years are forever etched as the best mule deer hunting years of my life! Being with my son for these hunts was just awesome. Happy #muleymonday#muledeer
Super grateful to have harvested this deer on the last leg of the hunt this weekend. This buck put on a great show as the deer rut is finally getting fired up. The experience of watching this deer battle it out and fight throughout the day to hold onto his does certainly trumped the nasty weather and vicious solo pack out. 🤘-C
Lil bro and I are tagged out! Hunted 3 1/2 total days and saw many deer! Had trouble locating mature bucks until the second weekend. Crazy how much difference a week can make on the rut! Hunted the morning and had an opportunity on a nice buck but he made for a tough shot and escaped into the dark nasty timber unscaved. Found this guy in a group of 10-15 does and he was chasing hard! Nearly got messed up by some other hunters who were glassing us and decided to get in on the action. They drove up on us and started to try and work up the draw towards us and the deer. I was absolutely pissed! 🤬The whole group immediately spooked and my lil bro and I ran to the top of a little sharp high point which made for one heck of a rushed shot! Public land at its finest haha. Nonetheless had a great hunt and tagged out on two mature bucks. Muleys will always hold a special place in my heart! Can’t get enough of these rutting bucks! #Muley#MuleDeer#BuckDown#FreakBuck
My grandpa still to this day is a bad ass. Being awarded a Purple Heart with an oak leaf cluster “multiple Purple Hearts” and the third highest decoration of valor in combat, The Silver Star. Instead of waiting for the draft he just enlisted. He’s tough, strong, and he’s what Veterans Day is all about in this house hold.
This week I was at The Wildlife Society Wyoming’s annual meeting, immersed in the energizing buzz of research presentation and conversation. Scientific spaces like that are exciting for lots of reasons, but one particular personal value they hold for me is that they help me reset my frame of reference a little wider, remind me how much there is to see out there, how exciting it is to say “I don’t know” and then seek out the answer. Wyoming, specifically, is an incredible teacher, the kind of teacher that helps you understand that the reward for going farther and working harder is more questions. After almost a decade in Wyoming, I find myself regularly humbled by how much there is to learn. This year —the year I got more serious about learning to hunt big game, not coincidentally the year I took my first buck—has been a huge one. I love hunting, it turns out, for the same reason I love being a scientist: because the process itself is the greatest lesson, because the method of exploration and searching toward an ultimate goal connects you with that which is fundamentally human—the quest to expand our knowledge of the universe and our place within it. It happens a hair at a time, step by step, or sometimes all at once.