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"The Hunting Fever Is Back"
Steve's buck is a 28-1/2 inch 4x5.
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It was only a few weeks prior to the 2000 Utah rifle hunt when my brother, Rick Leetham,
and his friend Jack finally talked me into joining them on the hunt. Fortunately, the Utah
northern region had gone undersubscribed, so getting a tag was easy. I would like to think
they ask me to go along because of my wonderful company, but I think they really invited me
because I own a camp trailer and have access to four-wheelers. I am also a great Dutch oven
cook and enjoy cooking for everyone. I certain think that had something to do with it too!
Opening morning was cold and snow was falling, so I stayed in the trailer until it got light.
I then road up and down the road on the four-wheeler, just looking, but saw few animals. I
don't hunt on Sunday's, so I spent the day reading and watching movies. Yes, when I hunt the
TV and VCR goes with! On Monday, I slept in again and cooked breakfast for the group when they
returned from their hard morning hunt. After they left that evening, I loaded up all my gear
and pulled my rig down to the main road. I had a headache and was ready to head home.
Before I was able to get away, my brother and his friend meet up with me and were able to
talked me into going along with them on the evening hunt. I agreed, even though I didn't feel
like doing much hunting. On the ride to the top of the mountain, I had a coke, so when we
arrived I was ready for a nature walk.
I told the other guys that I was just going to walk down over the hill and then circle around
and come back up to the truck. After finishing my business, I began walking back around the
trail towards the truck. I had not walked far when I spotted a deer in front of me. I quickly
saw that is was a buck, but had no idea how big it was, nor did I really care. I raised my old
30-06 Remington and fired and the buck went straight down.
I could not believe my eyes when I approached the deer. He was a big one! My brother was
yelling down the hill trying to find out if it was me who had shot. I responded with a yes and
told him come down and help me clean the buck because I wanted to have it mounted. He replied
back that he had a jackrabbit I could mount it on. As he came into view, I raised the head. He
broke into a run down the hill. It was the greatest high I think I have ever had. I even put
in for a draw unit this year; I want to feel that high again!
Written by Steve Leetham
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