- Oct 11, 2002
- Not Idaho :( !!!...AZ for now
I can finally say good-bye to my elk virginity, I dropped a raghorn on Thursday. I went back up after the herd I found and spooked the day before (see Elk 101 help post). You guys were right, the herd was still around the general area. I just had to look for them. When I first found the herd, all I could see was 30 cows, but after I repositioned on the ridge I found what I was after, "Mr Forky" laying down. I looked for about 20 minutes trying to find the other bulls I saw the day before, but no luck. I was in some pretty steep, open coutry, so it took about an hour to get into position. He was on the bottom rodge with 8 cows. The wind was in my favor, blowing up hill into my face. I could only get to with 250-275 yards of him. This would'nt have been a problem for a bigger rifle but for my .308, this was getting out there. I waited until he got up and gave me a perfect shot opportunity, but right when I squeezed the trigger he turned away from me. I herd the hit (what a great sound) after I shot but he just ran down the back side of a ravine with the cows. I started to see the cows come up the other side and was praying I did'nt see horns on one of them. I did'nt see horns come out, so I knew he was down. I about had a heart attack at this point, my first elk down I waited for about 15 minutes before I approached and found him at the bottom of the wash. He was still alive but he could'nt move. I placed another shot through his neck, and I finally did it. All of the mile's of mountain climbing payed off. Man was he a chore to field dress. That's one big critter and he's all mine! I shot him at 3:45 so by the time I had him dressed, it was dark and starting to rain/snow. I had a long steep walk back to the truck so I had to leave him overnight. The pack out was another story all in it's self. Man what a hunt!