So...I've met someone, I know, I'm married and straight but there is a bull elk that I just can't get off my mind, LOL. I have identified a herd of elk that are keeping a pretty consistent pattern over the past couple weeks. I have been goofing up (as called out in earlier posts) and they keep giving me chances.
Yesterday I got to the mountain way before sun up, like way too early, not sure what time I thought the sun came up but I was there around 5:45. I did some simple locators from both ends of the ridge which covered 2 distinct drainages...nothing. I hiked down a finger ridge and did the same, generally covered the area with on response. As I was about to leave to try somewhere else just after daylight I went to a spot to glass a bit where I had seen elk before. Just as I get there a short, quiet chuckle from down below. I sat down and got in my glass and started to see cows/calves come out into the open a bit, watched them feed around a bit and listened to them talking to one another then busted it the long way around to get the wind right and down the mountain I went. By the time I got to the bottom the thermals were shifting and I was actually in a position with good wind. I heard the bull rounding up his cows to head to bed (guessing) and he was probably 100 yards. I had cows at 30-40 yards upwind but behind brush. I didn't have a path past them to the bull. As usual I probably did the wrong thing so I cow called a little bit, they seemed to think I was a cow and were calling back, then I started raking and ripped a pretty severe bugle as I was so close I thought that he had to respond. I was wrong. He didn't make another sound, he and his cows moved off and that was that. They went up canyon to bed and I had no way to get to them as the wind was terrible and above them was 1/2 mile of blowdown, so pretty much the perfect bedding area in terms of safety. I backed out so as not to mess up the whole deal.
...pumpkin farm...
...highlander brewing for late lunch and brews...
time to leave to get back up the mountain
...son shows up from KY so I hung around an extra 40 minutes...
Bust out to get up the mountain and glass to help build the picture in my head and potentially (long shot) make a stalk. As we round the last corner the entire herd had climbed the mountain and were crossing the road heading to the next drainage they were 70 yards in front of us and reacted as you would think a herd of elk would react when seeing a truck come around the corner. If I had been there when I wanted to get there I would have watched them start up the hill and, in theory, could have made a play on them. Talk about a kick in the teeth. I just hope he hangs around another week, I can get to 400 yards easier than I can get to 40. Also missed a grouse so generally a disappointing evening.