It was Friday afternoon, and my friends Eddie, Ray and I were loading up the truck and heading west to meet with our buddy Shaun for our first New Mexico mule deer hunt. We had all tagged out the opening morning of pronghorn season back in August, so needless to say we were excited, and had high hopes!

It’s finally opening day and the first morning of our hunt. We arrive at the gate to the farm around 5:30 a.m. As daylight breaks, we instantly notice fog so thick that visibility is next to nothing. My friend Shaun, who was familiar with the property we were hunting, tells us there’s a grain silo (as he points off to the right) about 700 yards away, and as soon as we can see it we’ll have enough field of view for us to hunt. Finally around 8 a.m., the fog lifts enough that we can see the silo on the horizon. We make the decision to start hunting and as we drive into the farm, we almost immediately spot a buck off to our right, bedded down 20 yards to the west of the same silo we were using as our landmark.