I got to do a little more hiking this past Saturday. I got up at 6 am and was on the top of the mountain by 7:15 am. You could say I was determined. It was a beautiful clear day. My first priority was to find the matches to the other two big 5 points. I started combing the areas where I thought they most likely would be, but after an hour I still had not found anything. I was getting a little unsure if I would even find them, especially since there was still enough snow for them to be buried. Finally, I found a fresh little two point antler that got my hopes up. Soon after I found the match to one of my five points. I could barely see it since the antlers blended so well in with the shadows, sagebrush, and ground. I felt much better after that. That set, however, was at least 500 or more yards apart. I hoped the other side to the other five point would be closer. And it was! Not even 50 feet, but again very well hidden and hard to see. Finally I felt like I acomplished what I came to do and now could enjoy finding antlers and not having to search for missing sides.I hiked until 1:00 and then had to head home. By the days end I found 15 antlers!

The sunrise lighting up the mountains.

The other reason I love antler hunting...the awesome scenery.

Frost-covered barbed wire.

The first antler of the day, a fresh-brown little 2-point.

An old broken antler.

The first match to one of the big 5-points.


The match other one the big five points.


A big fresh-brown 3-point.

A little 2-point from last year.

A little set of fresh-brown 2-points laying on top of each other!

A fresh-brown 2 point.

A long spike from last year.

A fresh-brown 3-point.

A nice fresh-brown 4-point...now I have to go back and find its match!


My biggest antler ever! And I missed it last year laying in the open!!!


The match to an antler I found last year, not sure how I missed this one either.

The match to one of the little three points I found earlier.