Did you find a Moose Lopehunter? I am deer hunting in your unit and spotted 5 moose yesterday- 1 okay bull.
Can you PM me the location(s) and time of day?
I hunted two days last month but due to wet road conditions was more of a scouting trip. I want to return though realize should not do this solo after helping a man briefly after his wife got a nice moose down on the ground. Alas, my friends are all working, tax-paying blokes so trying to align brief windows of time where they can go along on the adventure is a bit maddening.
I was daydreaming back in the NW today.....has been a busy week.
“Call me Ishmael. Some years ago--never mind how long precisely--having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world.” – Ishmael, Moby Dick by Melville
I am evolving from Ishmael to Ahab. My white whale is a 40” bull moose. My ocean is Tex Creek in Idaho. My boat is an SUV. My harpoon is a .338 Win Mag.
My journey is one of complications and twists.
I headed over for a week during the rut. The torrents of rain and a dash of snow made the roads slick and rutted. I had an SUV. An ATV would have worked better for the wet conditions and also to cover more area faster on the two track roads and pinch points on those roads.
After two days at Tex Creek, I set a course for western Wyoming where I held a Wyoming pronghorn buck hunt. This was an easy hunt as got my 8th buck in the past few years.
I planned to return to Tex Creek as the roads would be much drier. I finally got back on the grid where had phone and internet service for the first time in over a day. Rain was now in the forecast at Tex Creek. I diverted to home. The moose would torment me as nightly dreams had me chasing the bull through aspens and creeks, always just a few steps too far back to shoot. Only catching glimpses of the magnificent, regal bull.
I will return. Twelve hours there. Twelve hours back. Rain is in the forecast for next weekend. And the next. The odds for rain rise and fall. Such is the life of a remote hunter.
The season closes the day prior to Thanksgiving.
Ideally, I need a buddy or two along to help once the animal is down. One buddy who had harvested a moose in Idaho years before was between jobs so looked promising he would be able to join me on this adventure. He found a job right away. Good for him, He is a great guy. My brother wants to fly out. His wife’s aunt passed away and a memorial service is planned. My friends work and have family obligations so is one thing to get them to take a weekend to go turkey hunt but another to spend several days on a moose hunt. A moose must be checked in with F&G but the offices are closed on weekends so will need to hang around until Monday if get one on the weekend. This will be a 4 or 5 day adventure, as a result with some days of work missed.
I looked into a guide, mostly to help with getting the animal broken down so could quickly cool and then to pack to the nearest two track road. No moose guides active in the unit. No packers active in the unit.
I could ignore the rain forecast. ATV rentals are available but my SUV rental lacks a tow hitch to pull a trailer. I am unable to find a rental 4WD truck.
And yet, I sit here at my desk and know moose at Tex Creek are slowly passing through the sea of aspens diving out of sight on sunny afternoon then emerging once again. I will not let this drive me mad. Not the rain. Not the buddies blessed with work and family obligations. Not the long drive solo. Not the morning fog.
Now HowaHunter reports 5 moose spotted in one day. Another hunter sent me pictures of two mature bulls from last week. Moose ahay, by gosh, moose ahoy!
Rain. Bulls. Solo. I hear the call of the wild and is everything I can do to not start driving tonight. Alas, I am older and wiser so will try to ignore the call.
"Aye, aye! and I’ll chase him round Good Hope, and round the Horn, and round the Norway Maelstrom, and round perdition’s flames before I give him up. And this is what ye have shipped for, men! to chase that white whale on both sides of land, and over all sides of earth, till he spouts black blood and rolls fin out. What say ye, men, will ye splice hands on it, now? I think ye do look brave." – Ahab, Moby Dick by Melville