HJ, sorry for your loss. I hate theives!

I spent this past Saturday and Sunday searching for mule deer near timberline in the Colorado Rockies. I came close to my goal, but not close enough. I had a doe 15 yards for twenty minutes. Had she been a buck, she would have taken an arrow... no bucks sighted. Mister Murphy, on the other hand, smacked me in the face. I opted not to hunt elk this year with my bow, and thus, Murphy's law placed two 6x6 bulls less than fort yards in front of me... broadside noless. It was a grand sight to see. One was pushing the 320 mark while the other was near 290. I watched them for five minutes. They spooked when I tried to get closer for some cell phone video.

I'm heading back up this coming weekend for more of the same. Does are fair game, since this will be my last weekend to hunt Colorado. I leave for Newfoundland (moose, bear, caribou hunt)on the 19th and our bow season will be over by the time I get back. If I haven't filled a deer tag by then, I'll hunt deer in another state.