How old is too old to apply for physical hunts?

[MTGunner]

You all are inspiring to this old man. My health is good. My body is worn out. I wake up in the morning in pain. At least it announces that I am alive. I will continue to hunt, slowly mind you. But my mountain climbing days have come to an end. My mind tells me I’m 60. My body tells me differently. With 79 approaching rapidly I am a realist. My career took a toll on this old man. I would NOT change anything.
To you youngsters I say “go for it”! “This ain’t a dress rehearsal”. I have hunted, loved, raised a great family. Now, I’m just taking it slower. MTG

 

[Southern Elk]

This is something that I think about a lot. I’m in my mid 40s and I want to semi retire at 50, hoping that I have many good years in front of me.

My dad will be 78 this year and he is still in great health. He lives down south, but I have no doubt that he could hunt out West. The problem is I can’t really use him as an example for what I will look like in 30+ years. I take after my mom’s side of the family. They are all taller, bigger/heavier than my dad’s family. I’ve tried to manage my weight, but I still could stand to lose about 20 pounds. I’m afraid that being a big guy will mean I’m not in as good of shape when I’m his age.

I have horses, but I still prefer to hunt without them. I haven’t slowed down any yet. I hope it’s many years before I do.

 

[Zim]

I was just reading the comments in another thread about moose, sheep and goat applications and I saw several members here indicating that they are getting up there in years and are considering not applying in the future. As I write this post, I’m 54 and hoping to retire in a couple years and then utilize my new freedom to hunt significantly more than my current vacation allowance affords me. As I think about this, I wonder how long I can expect to be capable of mountain hunting over great distances with only my trekking poles and a good pack.

So I’m looking to the old timers here to give me some hope that I can continue hunting well into my 60s and hopefully even into my early 70s. And yes, I’m sure anyone can hunt until they are 100 if they just get in a vehicle and hunt high fence. I mean real hunting that requires stamina and physical ability. What do you think? I’m looking for real experience and examples. Thanks

In my case, I found individual ailments started popping up at age 55. One being heart failure. This required a pacemaker in 2015, then defibrillator last year. This ended my backpacking days instantly due to shoulder strap pressure over device & wires. But the real game changer was joint damage. I blew out a knee three years ago that likely requires knee replacement. That injury ended 40 years of my gym rat routine. Now it’s just biking & swimming. My fitness level took a big hit. The point is, one injury at any time will likely change everything on a dime. So you should prepare for that.

All my Western hunting draw choices have totally changed due to this. I only apply for senior citizen units now. I’m 66 but my units changed at age 63.

 

[SAJ-99]

Too much sitting over the years results in a core/back that just isn't what it could have been.

I suggest to younger people in an office to get a standing desk and commit to it for half the day. I have heard it really helps the back. It will be interesting to see if 30yrs of it will help as they age.

 

[kodiakisland]

Age has nothing to do with it. Either you can or you can’t. My son-in-law can’t keep my pace. Sucks because my daughter can. I’ll probably die alone on a mountain somewhere wishing I was home in bed with the wife.

 

[glass eye]

I like the “no motorcycles” comment

They’re a source of serious injury the way I see it.

I know that firsthand. At age 13 I broke my leg in 3 places, at the shin, below the knee and the knee growth end.
The worst of it was broken bone cut my femoral and I was bleeding internally.
The good thing is it happened 2 blocks from a hospital otherwise I wouldn’t have made it.
I lost 4 pints of blood and for a small 13 year old that was half my blood or slightly more than half.
My parents had to give consent to amputate but fortunately they saved my life and limb.
I’ve had to push through a sloppy knee ever since but at 63 now I’m leaning more towards kayak hunting. No more heavy meat packs. Also bird hunting is more appealing now.
I’m glad I hunted tahr and chamois in New Zealand in my 50s.

 

[LopeHunter]

Turned 60 as Covid shut down gyms in my state. Have an inherited chronic disease that usually ends badly in your 50s but have had over 500 blood draws so mostly deal with constant anemia which is not good for thin air hunts.

A mountain goat hunt during Covid wiped me out including my minimal work out regimen over the summer, an unrealized kidney stone (had nausea and pain in lower rib zone on one side but since no known kidney stone previously I presumed my symptoms was due to a combo of altitude sickness, a bit of dehydration and internal bruising for a nasty tumble in the steep stuff) and being a year older.

A Coues deer hunt wiped me out two years later with about 1200’ elevation gain on “potato” rock trails. The air was not thin.

Then, a turkey hunt in canyons wrecked the bottom of my feet last spring going up the steepish walls repeatedly.

I retired two years ago and exercise more. Eat better. Dropped weight. Feet still get tender if jog.

I have doubts can do a five-day mountain hunt. Need to tag out quick and not carry more than about 50 pounds of gun/camp/meat so likely hiring a guide.

I went from applying in draws for 60 tags plus 20 point savers across 12 states for twenty years (drawing 3 to 5 tags per year, mostly pronghorn and deer but a nice elk tag every 3rd year on average and a OIL tag every 6th) to throttling back the last 3 years to applying for only great elk/deer rut tags and OIL tags plus a few point savers. Dropped 4 states completely.

I enjoyed the heck out of my dozens of hunts. Seemed a 10-day hunt was taking 30 days after to feel 100% recovered. I hit the wall on that goat hunt though by early 50s I was burning out my legs after 3 days but could still gut it out at about 75% of pace the rest of the hunt.

No big game tags drawn yet this year. I miss waking up in the mountains and hiking to be in place at first light. Watching the ridges and woods come alive with birds and critters is inspiring for me. I am grateful I am one of the few desk jockeys in a big city which for a few days each autumn experiences those moments. Hiking back in the dark after a worthy day of effort and perhaps catching some stars above the wilderness is peaceful.

Hard to be anxious when see scenes this during a hunt.