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I have to say that, other than the Eastern woodlot/farm field hunting I did growing up, hunting the plains of Eastern Montana has been my favorite hunting so far. Until my mother-in-law passed away last year, we often went and hunted on the cattle ranch she and my step-father-in-law ran out there. The open country is absolutely beautiful to me, although some folks think it's kind of desolate. I don't know whether or not we'll continue hunting there now that she's gone.
But the hunting we did there was very enjoyable. We hunted pronghorns mostly, along with some mule deer some years. I really like it because you walk a lot, you can see forever, and you see game a lot but it's not really easy. You can see them, but they can see YOU! It's a great challenge to find a good stalking route to get close enough to make a shot! And though the prairie is rugged and broken, it's not like humping up and down the timbered mountains where I live. I gotta be honest, I'm not one of these macho he-men who thrives on risking my life on icy, steep mountain logging roads and enjoys chugging up and down steep slopes all day. I hunt here because I live here, and in it's own way the hunting here is superb. There are certainly magnificent critters up here! But I grew up where deer hunting was a gentle, enjoyable pasttime spent with family and friends, not such hard work.
Hunting at my in-laws' ranch provided the thrill of hunting the great wide-open West and the cameraderie of hunting with family. Some of the best times I've ever had while hunting! And I love pronghorn meat!
By the way, the longest shot I've made on game in this wide open country was just over 200 yds, with a .308. IDShooter
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But the hunting we did there was very enjoyable. We hunted pronghorns mostly, along with some mule deer some years. I really like it because you walk a lot, you can see forever, and you see game a lot but it's not really easy. You can see them, but they can see YOU! It's a great challenge to find a good stalking route to get close enough to make a shot! And though the prairie is rugged and broken, it's not like humping up and down the timbered mountains where I live. I gotta be honest, I'm not one of these macho he-men who thrives on risking my life on icy, steep mountain logging roads and enjoys chugging up and down steep slopes all day. I hunt here because I live here, and in it's own way the hunting here is superb. There are certainly magnificent critters up here! But I grew up where deer hunting was a gentle, enjoyable pasttime spent with family and friends, not such hard work.
Hunting at my in-laws' ranch provided the thrill of hunting the great wide-open West and the cameraderie of hunting with family. Some of the best times I've ever had while hunting! And I love pronghorn meat!
By the way, the longest shot I've made on game in this wide open country was just over 200 yds, with a .308. IDShooter
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