Showing posts with label Mule Deer. Show all posts
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Saturday, April 11, 2015

Optics Review: Vortex Kaibab HD 15x56 Binocular "Big Eyes"



Below is a gear review we received from a customer on the Vortex Kaibab HD 15x56 Binoculars, known as "big eyes".  These binoculars are high priority on the gear list for the Coues Whitetail Deer hunters of New Mexico, Arizona, and Mexico.  As our reviewer finds, perhaps they should be considered for hunting other species, such as Aoudad or Barbary sheep, or even for a big country Pronghorn, Mule Deer, or Elk hunt.



Vortex Kaibab HD 15x56 Binoculars
Worth the Weight?

As a backpacker and hunter, reduction of weight and bulk in my chosen kit is a never ending effort.   Over the last 20 years, two times stand out where I remember actually adding weight to my pack from the previous season.  The first was when I experienced the warmth of a Kifaru woodstove inside my tipi during a week-long hunt in western Washington.   The second was when I discovered the benefit of truly good glass, finding a bedded muley in thick sagebrush at 800 yards.  I subsequently added a pair of Swarovski 10x42 SLC binoculars to the “worn” column of my gear checklist.   2015 now marks the third time I’ve recognized performance outweighing reduction of weight. 

I hadn’t even considered not using my trusty Swarovski’s on an upcoming DIY Barbary Sheep hunt in New Mexico, until Matt from Sawtooth Rifles offered up some loaner optics.  As a new Vortex dealer, he was interested in getting feedback in multiple real-world field conditions.  Although Matt is a straight shooter, I was skeptical to believing his claims of the difference these “big eyes” binos might make for me.   Gasping at the advertised weight of 43.5oz, I remember thinking there is no way a little extra FOV and magnification is going to be worth such an increase in weight.   Reluctantly, I told him to send them anyway.


The Vortex Kaibab HD 15x56 along side the author's "trusty" and well traveled Swarovski 10x42 SLC Binocular.
The Vortex Kaibab HD 15x56 binoculars and Vortex Razor HD 11-33x50 angled spotting scope arrived well protected, with the factory packaging itself being impressively robust.  I quickly got things put together and grabbed my 10x42s for an informal comparison out my kitchen window.  I stared at our neighbor’s familiar barn, 400 yards across our pasture in the late afternoon light, first with the Swarovski’s, then the Kaibabs.  With the Kaibabs, I could now see there were bolts holding some of the barn boards together that I hadn’t noticed before.  I figured the difference was solely attributed to the extra magnification, so I packed everything up, not giving it too much consideration.  On my scale, the Kaibabs weighed right at 3 pounds including the neck strap and tripod adapter.   Although only 13.5 ounces heavier than my 10x42 SLCs, the additional 2.5 inches of length made them feel substantially larger. 

Arriving in El Paso, I hopped into the rented Dodge Club Cab 4x4 with 3 miles on the clock.   The rental agent told me to “please be careful, it’s brand new”, I just smiled, thinking to myself “noted”.  I headed north towards the Lincoln National Forest, it was going to be a good trip.   

I ended up backpacking into the same hunting area on two separate weekends, totaling 6 days of dawn-dusk use in a mixture of high desert cliffs, steep drainages and large ridges covered in sagebrush and cacti, i.e. Barbary Sheep country.   The average viewing distance ranged from 500 to 1600 meters, and legal shooting hours were ½ hour before and after sunrise/set respectfully.  My trips included over 30 miles of hiking, so this gave me a good overall appreciation for the performance of these binoculars under a variety of conditions.  Truth in lending, I was only looking for a mature ram, not trying to decipher a true trophy class animal at any distance.  As such, I didn’t spend a lot of time analyzing if the binoculars provided sufficient resolution for this at extended ranges.  Anecdotally, I could easily pick a mature ram out of a group at one mile, and could clearly see a herd of elk grazing at over 2.2 miles 10 minutes before dark.

Typical terrain in the homelands of the Barbary Sheep (we will call them that while roaming in New Mexico)
I used two methods while glassing, the first was off my Slik Sprint Mini II tripod and the second using my Primos Trigger Stick monopod for support while quickly glassing areas on the move.  I am an active hunter, and believe in finding the game where it is (especially in a new area), so I have a tendency to cover some ground.  Due to this fact, I quickly began using the binoculars exclusively, leaving the spotting scope in the pack.  When I did use the spotter, it was clear and easy to operate, but took me quite a bit more time to find the target, zoom in, then analyze.  New target, rinse and repeat.  If I was looking for a true trophy ram, this would be required, but since I just needed to discern a good set of horns inside of a mile or so, it became unnecessary.  The spotter has both a coarse and fine focus adjustment, making it very useful at seeing “through” various vegetation in depth without moving the optic itself.  The optical performance and usability it provides in such a small package is impressive.

The author's setup, with lightweight tripod.
Our author, comfortably glassing behind the tripod mounted Vortex Kaibab HD 15x56 Binocular.
The Trigger Stick worked extremely well due to its quick height adjustments, where a bit of leaning on the binos provided a surprisingly steady stance.  Nowhere near as stable as on the tripod, but for a quick “is there a sheep on that ridge?” check, it more than sufficed.  Although not designed as a primary hiking pole, the Trigger Stick served handedly in that regard as well, as the immediate height adjustments were especially useful when descending rugged terrain with a relatively heavy pack.  

Once in an area I wanted to explore in more detail, I broke out the tripod and started picking apart the landscape.  Suffice to say, glassing off a tripod with binos was a unique experience, as I was able to instantly identify any movement in the landscape.  The clarity of the glass allowed me to view from multiple angles, edge to edge, without moving.  So steady, that if something moved in that field of view, there is no question you were going to see it.  All of the sheep I saw were either standing, feeding or moving, so as soon as they entered my field of view, they literally popped out of the background at any range.

The optical performance of these 56mm binoculars extends a whole new “wow” factor as opposed to traditional sized glass, something about the combination of magnification and objective diameter was perfectly suited to the intended use for this hunt.  Every time I “cleared” a section of terrain, I felt certain I would have seen a sheep if it had been there.  The eyecups have three distinct settings, which came in handy during various light conditions and whether or not I was wearing sunglasses.  Could be purely coincidental, but I never bumped a sheep off a piece of terrain I had previously glassed after moving through it.  Again, every time I did see sheep (53 or so), they instantly jumped out to me in the binoculars.  It became clearly evident these binos were my “primary weapon system” for this type of hunting, so I quickly lost any concern over the weight or lack of suitable carrying configuration.   

The author, and his new "primary weapon system" for finding Barbary Sheep.


Speaking of carrying configuration, I explored a couple methods of transporting these big binoculars, but neither ended up completely satisfactory to me.  My requirement was no burden on my neck, no flopping while climbing/moving quickly, protection for the optic, and rapid employment/deployment.  I’ve become quite a fan of chest mounted packs, so I started out using the standard binocular neck strap and my Hill People Gear Kit Bag to protect/support the glass.  Since the binos didn’t fit into the main pouch very well, that configuration failed the flopping, protection and deployment criteria.  That pack is not designed for this, so I was not surprised.  The second time I used a similar setup, but substituted the Kit Bag with my Kifaru Koala Lite with an organizer pouch on the front.  This met all my requirements except the employment/deployment, since it required a bit of time to get them in/out and zipped up well enough to keep the pack from unzipping.   Bottom line, I may have to give up on my current chest pack rigs and go with a larger dedicated binocular pack when using these.

The one issue I had was with the configuration of the diopter adjustment.  Although the diopter adjustment on the right ocular lens has a locking feature, I found I was periodically getting it unlocked and out of adjustment.  I’m pretty certain this had to do with how I was carrying them since it slides in and out to lock/unlock, and that is the same motion/direction of going in and out of my chest pouch.  Since the fit was very tight in my pouches, the adjustment ring was always getting direct contact.  Then again, there were also times I found my finger on the diopter adjustment instead of the focus knob, since they are closely located to each other.  Good or bad, a slight change to the diopter setting is readily visible when viewing at range, so I knew immediately when an adjustment was in order. 

Once the diopter was set, the image was extremely clear at all ranges.  I found the most comfortable viewing range was from about 400 yards out to 1500 yards or so.  Closer than that increased the workload a bit due to decreased FOV, and beyond that, loss of detail had the same effect.   A few times I had to glass into the sun, and obviously the scene was a bit washed out, but the lens coatings made the image still very usable.   During the heat of the day, mirages were easy to see using various focus adjustments, allowing me to estimate wind speed at a distance.

So what about all those sheep?  I saw one group of 28 sheep at the same time from about 700 yards, and it was truly an impressive sight.  They were moving through the area, and I just couldn’t catch up.  Suffice to say, I had my chances, but only two of those were decent opportunities.   I could’ve shot one ram any time over the course of an hour at 300 yards, but couldn’t be certain I’d be able to recover him from the cliff he was feeding on, so I passed.  The second opportunity was a very nice ram at 501 yards.  Although I felt comfortable with that shot, I felt certain I could get closer.  But much like my initial speculations on the usefulness of a 3lb pair of binoculars, I was wrong.

Motivation, for planning your own Barbary Sheep hunt.

In summary, the fact that I never remember fussing about the extra weight or bulk over six days of hunting and 30 miles is testament itself to the usefulness of these binoculars.  More simply put, if I had to boil it down to just one word, it would be confidence.  I was confident that I didn’t miss a thing as I glassed the landscape with these binoculars.   This was reinforced every time I immediately spotted sheep, deer, coyotes and birds at extended ranges.   Over the same time, I kept thinking back to my antelope hunt last October in Wyoming, and just how useful these would have been for that application.    All said and done, I sent the Razor spotting scope back to Matt, but sent him a check in place of the Kaibabs.  I am truly excited thinking of the future opportunities I’ll get to use these binoculars to increase my effectiveness on upcoming open country hunts.  

Review by:  Spence Guida

Vortex Kaibab HD Binoculars:  http://www.vortexoptics.com/category/kaibab_binoculars
Purchase from Sawtooth Rifles:  http://www.sawtoothrifles.com/
or come on into Hagerman Valley Sports and Merc:  http://www.gunsandduns.com
Interested in an Auodad (Barbary Sheep Hunt)?  Hit up the guys at Gothunts.com for more info:  http://gothunts.com/hunting/sheep-hunting/aoudad-hunting/

Sawtooth Rifles team member with your own story to tell?  Send it in.  I'll make it worth your time...

Friday, October 26, 2012

Hunt Report: 2012 Colorado Mule Deer w/ Rifle #9

My 2012 Colorado Mule Deer hunt started out as many do, making that decision on which unit to put in for.  Do you use your points and hunt, or do you add another point to build for that trophy hunt?  I like to hunt instead of count points, so I opted to try to get a license this year.  I consulted with a local friend who turned me onto the unit he and his family primarily hunt.  He had killed a great buck there last year and was back in point building mode but I had a feeling I could talk him into telling me where to go (and it wouldn't be H-E-double hockey sticks).
So with that plan, I was happy to get notice that I did draw the license but then it got pushed to the back burner with a trip to Africa, Wyoming Pronghorn, and Colorado Archery Elk hunts to plan first along with some rifles to build and a few responsibilities with the family.

With a couple weeks to go, we did what we always do and wonder why later: decided to build a new rifle.  We had build #8 in the works which reaffirmed our appreciation for concept of a light, mild kicking, backpacking rifle.  The #9 rifle, a 7x57 Mauser built on a Remington 700 action, came together quickly and proved to be worthy of the hunt after a second trip to the range.  It shot the 140 gr Nosler Accubonds into groups just over 1/2 MOA with very little load development.  Not so worried about squeezing more out of it, I proceeded to smack the steel targets at our range using the holdovers on the Vortex BDC reticle and felt confident in a 350 to 400 yd shot with the little rifle.  That was good, as I was out of time to do any more practice or make any changes to the load.

So the little rifle and I were off for our hunt down near Salida, CO.  We took along #7 as well, since we didn't really know what we were getting into.  We had planned to take #4, but it got a last minute chance to go hunting with Sam from Gannett Ridge in another unit.  We didn't have much of a plan, but we were on our way.

I arrived at the trailhead just a little past midnight - just enough time to catch some Z's before opening morning.  The Lost Creek Inn (the camper on the back of the old Dodge) makes for a pretty expedient and fairly well equipped hunting camp, and I should have been asleep in no time.  It turns out I was a little excited and couldn't sleep, or maybe it was the cold that I somehow didn't notice I had caught until I was on my way south.  Either way, there was lots of tossing and turning and then a lack of desire to get on the move when the 5am alarm went off.

Dragging @$$ in a major way, I was on the trail and didn't make it far when the hint of the rising sun started making the surroundings apparent.  I was actually right where my friend had told me to be on opening morning though, but I had company in the area and the other hunter's headlamp was way up the hill.  I took a seat anyway and started glassing.  It wasn't long before I had enough light to find a couple does out feeding on a hillside, then some more way up the hill.  I didn't see that monster buck 60 yards away like my friend promised me though.  After a few hours, I decided to move on up the hill and have a look around.  Trying to gain elevation made me realize how sick I was, as I had little energy.  An hour or two further up, I found myself in a nice glassing spot and spent some time looking through the binoculars.  And then some time trying to look through my eyelids...  At about 4 PM I had woken up from my second nap (yeah, lunch induced another one) and I decided to sneak over to the other side of the hill I was on.  As soon as I crested the hill, I noticed deer.  Deer being plural.  All the sudden I was watching 10-15 deer coming out of the shadows on the hillside.  After looking around more, I saw a couple still hiding pretty well and one had antlers.  Respectable antlers that is, as many of the others were small bucks.  At about the same time I spotted him, I realized how bad my optics must be reflecting from the low sun, as that buck got up and disappeared before I could really size him up.  Some of the other ones decided to do the same but some of them stayed.  Another buck kind of came out of nowhere and stood on the skyline looking at me, testing me more like it.  He was testing to see if I could stick to my plan of not just shooting the first decent buck I got a chance at.

Opening day buck, testing me.

Non magnified view of the above buck.  See him on the ridge between the two branches on the right of the tree?

I maintained my will power, holding out for a big boy since I had waited three years for this hunt.  The following morning I found myself way up the hill at first light. There were deer out feeding, several does, a few small bucks and one sizable buck.  I got a good look at him through the spotting scope and decided he wasn't the one either.  He was a 3x4 with pretty nice dimensions but not much mass. ( I actually got a real close look at this deer the following day as that other hunter that kept beating me up the mountain was packing him out, he was a nice buck and made a sweet double for this guy that also killed a bull elk on the opening day)

3x4.
Day two finished out fairly uneventful, with passing up a couple more smaller four points and seeing a bunch of does as the sun was setting.

I always like the Eastern view during the sunset.
On the third day, I decided to look at some other areas in the morning, while nursing a blister too.  I didn't venture so far from the truck but did see a few deer.  The only buck I had to decide on was a forked horn, which made the decision pretty quick.  By mid-day, I had had enough of the road hunters in the same area and went back to the big hill.  So much for nursing that blister as now I had half a day to cover the same ground.  I made it up to the area where I had seen the most activity during the evening of the opening day and was dissapointed to only see a couple does.  I did catch a bull elk doing a cross-country run though which is still exciting even when you don't have a elk license in your pocket.  This bull was spooked and on the move.  The only thing on his mind was a new zip code.  The poor boy's tongue was hanging out so far I could see it through the binoculars.

Big bull, in the center of the picture.

A little better look at him through the spotting scope.

That mid afternoon lull in the action is always a good time for a photo shoot.
Right before seeing that bull, I had crossed paths with the other hunter who was packing that 3x4 Buck down the hill.  Knowing that he had been in the area I was headed, I considered making the big hike to the other side of the draw but couldn't find the energy.  I stayed on my course and wanted to be in what was my favorite area for the evening.  As I was hiking around I saw a few of those airborne scavengers circling and figured it must be the kill site from that 3x4.  I went to check it out, with the thought that there might be a chance of seeing a bear, or some other furry monster I don't even know about.  I was surprised to see a coyote trying to get in on the action but being attacked by the crows.  I was also surprised I was 60 yards from a coyote that didn't have a clue I was there.  That is a rare opportunity that I couldn't pass up...

First kill for #9
The evening was uneventful and it left me thinking I had seen every buck this draw had to offer and I had planned to do some more hiking around in that other area the following morning.

The next morning, I made it to the end of a road in some foothills and setup to watch a hillside as the sun was rising.
I don't usually see the sunrise, but when I do I'm packing a rifle (or just finishing up building one...)

As the hillside started becoming visible, I started seeing herds of deer feeding up it.  Doe, doe, fawn, fawn, doe, doe, fawn, doe, fawn, doe, coyote?  Then more does.  The coyote seemed to be trailing the deer and he had their attention.  They pretty much walked right past me and I was surprised they didn't spook from the reflection that must have been coming off my optics.  The coyote went out of sight and never re-appeared which was good thinking on his part...

After the does and fawns all made it up the hill into the brush and cedars, I decided to walk around the base of the hill further.  It wasn't too long before I was staring at a little 4pt buck that didn't know I was there either.  It was still a couple days too early to shoot a little buck so I just let him do his thing and soon enough he was gone.  I took a couple steps and then notice deer legs coming up a dry creek bed to the same place the previous buck was.  A smaller buck appeared and did the same thing.  I then noticed two more coming and got excited thinking the big boy would be trailing behind but they just kept getting smaller.  The last two seemed to want to hang out there and I wanted to get a move on so I decided to use them to test my stalking skills.  I had the wind in my favor and will admit they weren't very alert, but I got to 15-20 yards of them before they noticed me.  That would have been fun with a bow.

After they spooked off, I spent a couple more hours heading up and around the hill, but only crossed paths with a single doe.  I was amazed at how many deer and elk tracks I saw on this little hillside though.

Around noon, it was time to move on.  I didn't have a plan but when I drove up on the trailhead of the main draw where I had been the previous three days, and saw no other hunters parked there I decided to give it another go.  I wasn't 100 yards up the trail before I ran into a half dozen does, which just let me walk right by at 50 yards.  Another couple hundred yards up the trail I saw a few more deer which included a little buck.   I had a feeling that this was going to be a good trip up the mountain as I hadn't seen deer this low before.  An hour or so later I jumped a couple more does but then found nothing on the hillside where I was hoping to see that buck from the opening day sleeping.  I set up and glassed everything I could see but did not see any deer.  Dissapointed, I started crossing to the other side of the draw to hike back to the truck though some areas I hadn't been through.

I was working my way down a fairly rocky slope looking at a thick timbered area at the bottom of a draw and thought this would be the perfect place for a big buck to hang out and just let me walk all over his mountain for three days thinking he didn't exist.  Then I saw him.  At about 150 yards, there he was...browsing and facing me head on.  One quick glance through the binoculars had me switching to the rifle.  I was in the wide open and I knew as soon as he saw me he would be gone and I would never find him in that timber again.  I had the rifle up free-hand and he had just started to turn and walk, exposing his shoulder to me and I squeezed the trigger.  Then I squeezed it harder.  Then I tried to break it off and wondered to myself what happened to that crisp 2.5 lb trigger I had worked so hard tuning and he was gone.  I have been packing rifles uncocked lately, by closing the bolt on a pulled trigger as a safe way of carrying one with a full capacity but not relying entirely on the safety.  I think this is a better way to carry one strapped to a pack and it just takes a quick up and down of the bolt handle to have it ready to fire.  In this case, I had done that up and down so quietly that I failed to get the sear to engage, so it was still uncocked.  Thinking I had just missed my one and only chance at him, I started looking for him through the binoculars again,  he wasn't spooked and couldn't have went far but I couldn't see any part of him.  I decided to move laterally a little bit to get a different angle on where he must have been browsing.  As I made this move, rocks slid down the hill and sticks broke.  Thankfully I had enough wind to cover that noise and I made it to a little rocky point.  My timing was perfect because he had just came into another opening and still didn't have a clue I was there.  I knelt down and was able to rest the forend on a rock and found him in the scope.  He was leisurely walking along and I reminded myself that I can shoot one on the walk which is a concept that haunts me often from letting a bull elk walk right away the previous year thinking he would stop when he didn't.  I also got some practice with this in Africa and had the confidence.  Somewhere during all this thought, I must have put the crosshairs on him and squeezed the trigger, because I herd the rifle go off and saw him rolling down the hill.  The little rifle and the 140gr Accubond had performed very well and the buck was done for.

To quote my dad, I found the buck "ass over tea kettle" after he rolled down the hill a ways.
I had just killed a really cool buck, out by myself, with very little daylight left, about a mile and a half from the truck, and I had just done the math on that...  I set up the camera for some pictures, then I tried to position the buck and I almost got to watch the buck roll right over my camera.  After fighting him rolling a couple more times, I decided to drag him down to some flatter ground where it would be easier to work with him.






From the top, you can start to see how unique this guy is.  He apparently suffered some damage to the base of his right antler some time in his life and it was growing out of his head abnormally.
I shot him around 5:45 and had finally started processing him around 6:30 with the official sun set at 6:20.  Working under the headlamp, I finally had the meat all boned out and in meat baggies about an hour later.  My plan was to take half the meat and my gear down and come back for the other half of the meat and the head the next morning.  Somehow I convinced myself that taking it all in one trip would be easier than climbing back up there in the morning, and proceeded to load it all up in my pack.  It was a slow walk down the hill, but down the hill we went.  Luckily it was down.  I was carrying the head in one hand and using the tripod as a walking stick in the other hand.  The weight of the head had me switching back and forth even more often than my knees and ankles had me stopping.  In about an hour, we had made it down to the truck where gravity took over and things just started dropping to the ground.  I loaded it all up and drove to where I was sharing camp with my friend's family, ready to show him off but they had given up on me and wet to sleep already.

As I went to transfer the meat into the coolers I had in the truck, I weighed everything with the fish scale I keep in the camper.  I was very surprised at what I had just accomplished, as somehow I had just packed 120 lbs down the hill.

120 lbs of deer and gear.
After getting the meat on ice, it was time to celebrate.  Jack Daniels was the next thing to come to mind and then I started cooking up some antelope fajitas for my feast.

Speaking of Antelope, I spotted this guy on the drive home.  He was on private land in one of those units that typically takes a decade's worth of points to draw, but he caught my attention.



Back home and rested a bit, I decided it was time to do some taxidermy work, since this boy wasn't going to fit in the freezer.  With some advice and the trusty stock pot from the guys at Gannett Ridge,  the process began.  After getting the skull fleshed out, it was really interesting to see that right antler base and how deformed the skull was.


The coyote, my forked horn from last year, and the big boy.




Keywords:  SR#9

Hunt Report: 2012 Colorado Mule Deer w/ Rifle #4

We talked Sam Soholt from the Gannett Ridge crew into taking Rifle #4 on his Colorado Mule Deer hunt.  Sam wanted to try out one of the Minox scopes from their store so we got it mounted up and spent a morning at the range.  The Minox glass was impressive.  We were using the ZA5 2-10x40 model with the BDC reticle.  I had matched up the reticle with the .300 Win Mag and 180 Accubond's ballistics the previous night, and had found that if we set it to impact 1" high at 100 yards, the reticle could be used effectively at 300 and 400 yards.  In no time, Sam was smacking a steel plate that is set at 350 yards at our range and was confident in the setup for his hunt.


#4 and #9 at the range
We didn't get much of the story on his hunt, so I will just let the pictures speak for themselves.   Sam's photography skills would be a great asset on any hunt.  This buck is the 12th kill for this rifle since it's rebuild - after 8 in Africa, 3 Antelope in Wyoming.
#4 and Sam's nice 4pt Mulie.


Happy man, awesome buck, and a sweet rifle.


Keywords:  SR#4