A11en...thanks for the post! I was lucky enough to get to hunt with some friends in an area I had not been before. Our first day out they damn near killed me. We climbed probably 1,200 feet up into a saddle they had been seeing deer in and by the time we got to the top I was ready for a nap. Now, I'm from Nevada so I should be able to keep up, right? No way...this is their back yard and they walk it everyday!!!

Anyway...we had a blast...one of our other guys killed a 3x4 the morning of the same day I killed my forkie...all in all it was a great trip...even if it was only for 2 days!!!