Friday evening Jack and I flew in his plane up to Fort Jones. The next morning we piled into the Johnson's Dodge pickup when it was 22 degrees outside. We were headed for the ranch they call the zoo. It is called the zoo because there is an abundance of deer. The deer go to this area to stay alive. This ranch is only hunted once a year and one day a season. I took the first shot at a buck in the morning after climbing the steep grade. I missed that buck. Kayla was able to shoot a nice forked horn buck. Jack and Wendy were team players in bagging another three by two buck. On our final hunt I was able to shoot a dandy 4x4. Small buck with big points. It was a very great experience. Thanks Jack for everything.
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