Well an unexpected opportunity came up to ride out west for the 2nd time in two years. I had about 3 days to figure out where to go between WY and CO, figure out the laws for hunting what, where and how. And figure out a route back... Not to mention getting off work and packing and what not.
I finally settled on prairie dogs and coyotes, in Wyoming. CO requires that I get a small game license, WY does not require anything for Predators and Pests. They also allow you to hunt either on public land unless it is otherwise marked. So we headed out, my plan that I finally settled on was to ride out to Denver then split off and rent a car.
27 hours later, here come the mountains..
I was heading North towards Cheyenne and then West to Laramie. After checking the maps, Medicine Bow National Forest, was closer than going all the way to NW Wyoming. It was getting late when I got to Laramie and I stopped for gas at the Conoco which also happened to be a full sporting goods shop. So I asked the lady where I could head, she sent me back to the Lincoln Memorial rest stop where there is a small section of Medicine Bow. I turned around and headed back and I was about to hit a campground when I saw the sign, "No shooting after March 31 thru Sept". So back to Conoco. Spoke with the younger girl that was working, and she pointed out the Land Management maps, which saved me a stop at BLM. I bought a state map and a BLM map for the area soutwest of Laramie, also got a few free maps to boot. So I was off, down to SR230 which dips into CO and back north. As I was driving, I found an open gate into Medicine Bow, I pulled off and couldn't go anywhere and it was dark. Got out of my car, look at the pitch black forest, immediately got creeped out by the possibility of big foot walking out of the woods to say hello and settled on sleeping in the car. So I organized things, got some blankets, threw a hatchet and my Ruger Super Redhawk on the floorboard next to me and settled in for a shity night's sleep. Got up the next day and took a look around.
So I started driving North again, wanted to take a picture every 3 minutes.
Mule deer and antelope everywhere
got to "6 mile gap" which looked like a good stop with BLM land and Forest... Couldn't get down to the parking area though, too much snow for the Mazda 6, which means it wasn't a lot of snow. So I drove a little further North and stopped at just before the Bid Creek fishing access area, made the turnoff into the BLM land and went grabbed the rifle and my Primos caller.
Set on a hill overlooking the area
Brought my 20" varminter double star upper on my DTI SPR lower with a RRA 2 stage trigger. Loaded up 40 rounds of 68 gr BTHP before I left. Had to sight it in after I got there b/c I had mounted my new Weaver 2-10x36 Superslam on it a few months ago but never shot it...
Tried calling in some Yotes but all I saw were Deer and prong horns.. miles and miles of land and only saw one of guy show up with a gator...he road off and was gone.
So I set up camp for the night...bottom of a small gulley next to melt water stream...
The gear, Stansport Starlite 2 tent, an estra self inflating airpad, kodiak self inflating airpad, kodiak 40* bag, wool blanket and a Coleman Max 6.5 Liter backpack. I did not do any hiking but brought the back pack just in case. It was big but the tent weighted in a 5lbs and is really too big for backpacking. The airpad, tent and the sleeping bag took up 2/3 of my back. Tents is decent for the price though, a little harder to set up because of the way criss-cross but I like the small vestibule area to leave your shoes outside the tent but still keep them covered. The Coleman is nice, first time I've used it even though I bought it about 3 years ago on clearance at Walmart. Temps were in the 60's during the day but just above freezing overnight. The bag and blanket were fine for the temps.
So the guy with the gator came back out, heading to his truck. Caught up with him as he was loading up, turned out to be a local fishing guide for North Park Anglers (northparkanglers.com if you're interested). Asked him about prairie dog and coyote hunting in the area. He said I was in a good spot for coyotes but it helps to be mobile, like his gator. If I wanted prairie dogs, head north towards Saratoga.
So called it a night and got up the next day, decided on Saratoga. Drove north through Riverside...
My kind of town.
Pulled off on BLM land just across form the Treasure Island Public Access. Parked and started walking for prairie dogs, right across from the some private ranches. I used to hunt ground hogs for farmers in Indiana. So it's pretty much the same thing. They spread into the ranches, raid crops and dig holes for the horses and cows to step in but still, I've never actually seen wild prairie dogs. So I started walking and was hearing some birds chattering....took me about 5 minutes to realize that the birds were dogs chattering at me. So, spotted one that was eyeing me, about 75 yards, first shot and first kill...first blood with any of my ARs too...
The wind was steady between 15 to 20 mph. It was aggravating, blowing me, affecting bullet travel. So the next shot was close to twice as far. Took a shot, high and right of the little varmint and he just stood there like a dumbass and waited for a second shot. I thought I hit him and he went down, but I lost track of which hole he was sitting near and I couldn't find him. I must have spent about an hour looking for him but never found him, I might have missed,still don't know. Took another even longer shot a little while later, flat out miss. Then popped one about 25 yards away but he got back down into his hole. By this time I had been walking for a few hours and was spent. Walked over and snapped a few pics of some old farm equipment.
And this little guy
Came within feet of a jack rabbit that I didn't see until he bolted. Startled the crap out of me.
Afterwards, I headed into Saratoga and stopped at the forestry service office. Wanted to ask them on opinions of where to go next. Wanted to know about some sight seeing possibilities too for the last day. So the nice lady mentions that it supposed to snow that night. Stopped at the grocer on the way back, same info, snow or rain...
The grocer....
So the PD spot was too windy to camp for the night so back to the same spot I was in the night before. Set up camp and did a little more walking and yote calling. Ran across several skeletons from winter...
Later that night, the beginning of the end. See the storm rolling in over the mountains.
I moved my rental car up to the top of the hill in case of snow or ice, didn't want it to get stuck. Crawled into the tent around 7, began playing through the possibilities of the night. The storm rolling in could have been bad. Wind started blowing a little and a little freezing rain began falling. I finally chickened out. I broke my tent down in the dark and shoved everthing in the car. I drove back to Saratoga and parked next to a hotel and spent the night in the car again. It was snowing pretty good by then and there was about 3" of wet snow on the ground when the sun came up.
Ate beakfast at a small diner and headed out. Drove north to an old dinosaur fossil bed north of Laramie. Was told could walk out and still pick up pieces of fossil. But when I got there it was closed and I could tell where the fossil be was so I kept going to Cheyenne.
In Cheyenne I was told that the storm was going to get worse and I needed to get back to Denver in case they closed the highway. I rolled out, rented a room in Denver. Woke up to 4" of snow with more falling. Head to the airport and walked around the airport with my rifle case and backpack for 18 hours until my flight.