GoneWalkabout - Hunting Notes and Tales

Mangy Madness

July 30, 2017

-Jordan Seitz-

*Disclaimer: I generally only take calculated, high success rate shots. With big game this is an absolute. But in the occasional case of varmints, especially deer killing coyotes, calculated estimation on a lower percentage shot has to do!

It was about 8:15am and I had family visiting. Looking window, I saw a canine crossing the pasture and said, “is that a coyote?” My uncle said, “Naw that’s a dog.” It was manged up and had a scrawny tail, s...

Second Thought

September 24, 2016

Jordan Seitz

I said I wasn’t going to worry about shooting my pronghorn until after deer season. I’ve learned I don’t multitask too well and wanted to dedicate my hunting time to deer. To force the idea, my gun was still stowed and it’s zero unchecked when opening day for pronghorn arrived. A couple days into that season, we were taking a family drive with the old Land Cruiser on some new trails when I spotted two nice bucks. The first one was real nice ...

All in One

September 2, 2016

Jordan Seitz

So much anticipation precedes the first hunt of the year. In fact, a person usually has such a hard time sleeping that they are up well before their alarm. This was the case for me...until I fell back asleep and woke up 40 minutes late because my alarm wasn’t loud enough. It’s a good thing I had packed everything the night before because I went into near panic mode getting ready and out the door. When I’m hunting, I loathe tardiness.

Bombing down th...

DEER YEAR -Jordan Seitz-

It was my deer year. At least that’s what I told people. I’d spent several years reading, researching, absorbing advice from my mulie-savvy friend, and hunting a lot of country. With a good tag in my pocket for 2016, I made it my goal to shoot my first mature public land mule deer (4.5+ years old), or eat my tag trying. To help make it happen, I intended to shoot the first branch antler bull I got a shot at with my bow. Eight or nine miles into a 14 mile day on my ...

A Laughing Matter    

-Jordan Seitz-

With a buzz and a ring,

My alarm emitted its sounds.

Another one of those 3:30am mornings,

Where I’d drive to my hunting grounds.

A shower, some food, some coffee,

Then I was out the door.

The clock said I was running late,

So the pedal got pushed to the floor.

90 minutes later I shifted into park,

Where for 3 days I’d leave the truck.

Threw the day’s gear together;

Grabbed my bow; shouldered my ruck.

Faint rays of light erased the stars,

As I hopped the cree...