Yup, it was that time of the year again. Just returned last
night from our annual pilgrimage to Montana to hunt prairie dogs.
Some pictures from the trip, with captions where applicable:
Somewhere on Interstate 94 in North Dakota, on our way west to
Terry, MT. We stayed in Glendive but hunted in Terry, about 30
miles farther west. A massive storm system was moving through the
northern plains as we left the Twin Cities, and we drove through
moderate to heavy rain for the first nine hours of the 10-hour
trip.
On the prairie just outside of Terry, MT, where we hunted. You
can see the remnants of the storm system that we drove through to
get there. That's Bob in the picture.
Dave taking aim at a p-dog with his stupidly accurate Ruger M77
bolt action rifle chambered in .204 Ruger. He was easily taking
down p-dogs at ranges of up to 350 yard while Bob and I were
struggling to hit anything beyond 200 yards.
Did I get that little bastard?
Bob shooting with his AR rifle.
Making our way to another p-dog colony. According to the topo
maps, we walked an average of between 8 and 10 miles a day during
the three full days we were there.
One of the tools of the trade--in this case, my AR rifle with a
24" barrel.
A view of the starkly beautiful prairie of Montana.
