The minutes creaked by.  An eternity would have passed before sunrise if not for the arrival of my brother, owner of Miles High Outfitters, whom I’d enlisted to help glass today.  He pulled up in his battle-scarred pickup right on time.  A  large grin greeted me, masked only slightly by the scraggly red beard that adorned his face.  At first glance he looked more like a candidate to raise a barn, but his eagle eyes were what would come in handy this morning.     Once we’d reached my favorite … [Read more...]

That evening was more of the same.  A lot of small bucks and does lounging around on their fat rumps and flicking their ears inattentively.  Apparently they had no inclination that the seasons were changing.  Soon utter chaos would break loose on this mountain with the impending rut and then winter shortly thereafter.  A summer of lethargy and calorie accumulation would all be but a distant memory.  The harsh months for the mule deer were coming.  Most of this year’s fawns would not see the next … [Read more...]