Brandenbowhunter
Well-known member
It has been one of the most frustrating and fun years in a long time. Archery season was full of close calls and blown opportunities on good bulls and small ones too. Lots of elk close, more chances than I think I have ever had in one season. Seemed like every time I was out I have an encounter. I messed up on most of them, that will happen.
The first part of rifle was trying to relocate elk, taking some older hunters out and a few younger newbies. It is all fun, I finally got out by myself this weekend. Almost walked into the elk in the dark, heard them talking and going thru a fence. Put up the bino's and they were about 300 yards up the hill ahead of me. The last bull went out of sight a5 mins before shooting light. I picked up my gear and ran over the hill, almost puking along the way, that copper taste in my mouth. Once I got over the top, they were already pushing 500 yards on the next hill, so I let them go out of sight. Started running again, this time they were at 400 and only this was the only legal bull left. One shot and he dropped in his tracks, man I love the 300 rum. Was a fun season, and I had great help on the packout.
The first part of rifle was trying to relocate elk, taking some older hunters out and a few younger newbies. It is all fun, I finally got out by myself this weekend. Almost walked into the elk in the dark, heard them talking and going thru a fence. Put up the bino's and they were about 300 yards up the hill ahead of me. The last bull went out of sight a5 mins before shooting light. I picked up my gear and ran over the hill, almost puking along the way, that copper taste in my mouth. Once I got over the top, they were already pushing 500 yards on the next hill, so I let them go out of sight. Started running again, this time they were at 400 and only this was the only legal bull left. One shot and he dropped in his tracks, man I love the 300 rum. Was a fun season, and I had great help on the packout.
