ihuntelk
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Paige had a couple doe whitetail tags in her pocket over Thanksgiving. She harvested one Friday eve and the other Saturday morning. Friday eve I did the gutting as I had a hot date with her mother that we were almost late for. She field dressed the one Saturday morning. She couldn't quite figure out how to cut around the bum-hole so I had to help there, but she did the rest by herself.
I got her out on the Wed before thanksgiving to chase cow elk but we got a little sidetracked. Her 13 year old friend hit one a liiiiittttle far back that I tracked for 1.5 miles. It started out 200 yards from the road and ended up in the bottom of the biggest canyon around before I was able to find it. It made for a big pack out and we didn't get back to the rig til after 3 with only a couple hours left to hunt. We found another herd and got Paige laid down over the pack. Both me and my buddy couldn't tell where in the world she hit the first shot, but no elk were harmed. They dropped over a ridge and we pursued. We looked for blood in the snow and after finding none, trailed the herd over the ridge. We topped over the ridge and there was a herd on the next 4 ridges between 250 and 700 yards. We got her laid down and picked out a young cow all by herself. I watched Paige while my buddy watched the elk. I thought she was just getting ready when she just reached up and jerked the trigger. She had done that once at the range but not for a long time. The close herd all bailed over the ridge but both my buddy and I were positive she hadn't even been close. I ranged the herd on the next ridge and they were right at the edge of where I was comfortable having her shoot. She was still laying in the snow with the gun over the pack. I was kneeling next to her and could see she was shaking. After I asked her about it, she started shaking uncontrollably. She was still a little wet from our big pack that morning in some pretty good snow. It was cooling off and after laying in the snow for a couple minutes, it just hit her. I knew it was time to get her to the truck so we left 70+ elk on the hillside. She was a little disappointed as that was her only opportunity to elk hunt this year. I just couldn't swing any more days with her and Kenz's shool and extracurricular activities. I thought we did pretty good with the days we had.
She still wants to harvest an elk. I keep reminding her that I was in my 3rd season before I harvested an elk. I also told her that I had been through 3 seasons before I had harvested as many animals as she did in her first season. She just smiles and starts talking about elk next season. I don't know what her mother will do if 2 Powell's are infected with the elk disease!............
Paige's pronghorn buck and doe
Paige's mulie buck
Start 'em young!
-Cade
I got her out on the Wed before thanksgiving to chase cow elk but we got a little sidetracked. Her 13 year old friend hit one a liiiiittttle far back that I tracked for 1.5 miles. It started out 200 yards from the road and ended up in the bottom of the biggest canyon around before I was able to find it. It made for a big pack out and we didn't get back to the rig til after 3 with only a couple hours left to hunt. We found another herd and got Paige laid down over the pack. Both me and my buddy couldn't tell where in the world she hit the first shot, but no elk were harmed. They dropped over a ridge and we pursued. We looked for blood in the snow and after finding none, trailed the herd over the ridge. We topped over the ridge and there was a herd on the next 4 ridges between 250 and 700 yards. We got her laid down and picked out a young cow all by herself. I watched Paige while my buddy watched the elk. I thought she was just getting ready when she just reached up and jerked the trigger. She had done that once at the range but not for a long time. The close herd all bailed over the ridge but both my buddy and I were positive she hadn't even been close. I ranged the herd on the next ridge and they were right at the edge of where I was comfortable having her shoot. She was still laying in the snow with the gun over the pack. I was kneeling next to her and could see she was shaking. After I asked her about it, she started shaking uncontrollably. She was still a little wet from our big pack that morning in some pretty good snow. It was cooling off and after laying in the snow for a couple minutes, it just hit her. I knew it was time to get her to the truck so we left 70+ elk on the hillside. She was a little disappointed as that was her only opportunity to elk hunt this year. I just couldn't swing any more days with her and Kenz's shool and extracurricular activities. I thought we did pretty good with the days we had.
She still wants to harvest an elk. I keep reminding her that I was in my 3rd season before I harvested an elk. I also told her that I had been through 3 seasons before I had harvested as many animals as she did in her first season. She just smiles and starts talking about elk next season. I don't know what her mother will do if 2 Powell's are infected with the elk disease!............
Paige's pronghorn buck and doe
Paige's mulie buck
Start 'em young!
-Cade
