Some hunts are three days and a highlight reel. This wasn’t one of them. Ghosts of the Sage is the story of an 11-day Eastern Oregon mule deer hunt that started with a rare velvet stag buck, ran through more blown opportunities, glassing sessions, and public-land pressure than we can count, and finished on the last morning with a mature buck on neighboring private ground.
Three deer down. One velvet stag. A tag Jimmy waited years of preference points to draw. And a reminder that Western hunting doesn’t owe you anything.
The Crew
Ty teamed up with longtime friend and shooting-school instructor Jimmy for this one. When you’re about to spend eleven straight days in the sage, the guy you camp with matters as much as the buck you’re after. Jimmy’s the kind of hunting partner who reads country the way most people read a book — and when the shots got long, having a shooting instructor at your side didn’t hurt either.
The Velvet Stag
The hunt started with a specific target: a rare velvet stag buck we’d put eyes on during the scout. A stag buck — a mule deer that never sheds its velvet due to a hormonal quirk — is one of the most unusual animals in Western hunting. You might see one in a lifetime of glassing. Chasing that buck ate up the first stretch of the hunt: closer than we wanted a dozen times, still nothing to show for it, and the country slowly teaching us how it wanted to be hunted.
When the stag finally worked out, the payoff was as much emotional as it was on paper. Some bucks you shoot. Some bucks you earn. This one lived firmly in the second bucket.
Jimmy’s Tag
With Ty’s tag notched, the hunt shifted to Jimmy. Same country, same routine, more miles — and different deer showing up each morning. When you’re on day seven of an 11-day hunt and you’ve already glassed every ridge you can name, the game changes. You start hunting time as much as you’re hunting deer, watching the calendar tick down and trying to stay in the game long enough for one more chance.
Last Morning, Private Ground
On the final morning of the hunt, a mature buck slipped onto neighboring private ground. That’s the kind of thing that ends most hunts. Instead, we tracked down the landowner, made the ask honestly, and got permission — the kind of hunting story that reminds you that the West still runs on relationships and handshakes when you approach it the right way.
Jimmy closed the deal. Tag punched. Preference points spent. Eleven days that will get retold every year for a decade.
The Rifle: MOA Extreme Long Range Hunter
Every buck on this hunt was taken with the MOA Extreme Long Range Hunter — our flagship purpose-built long-range hunting rifle. It’s the same platform we take to the country where wind, weight, and reach all matter, and it’s the rifle that made those long Oregon shots feel routine instead of heroic.
If you’re looking at a build for the same kind of hunting — open country, unknown distances, one shot to make it count — the Extreme Long Range Hunter is where we’d point you.
What Made This Hunt
Eleven-day hunts don’t work out very often. The ones that do share a few ingredients: partners who don’t quit, country big enough to keep giving up new bucks, the discipline to pass on the wrong deer, and enough gear reliability that you’re never talking about your rifle when you’re supposed to be talking about the wind. This one had all of it.
Watch the Full Film
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Some bucks fall on day one. Some make you earn every hour of eleven. This was one of the good ones.
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