Greenhorn,,,, Well, to my eyes, that looks like a very good moose! Nice mount and a way-nice rental!
I hear “Big 3” hunt recaps every year that end opening day or at least within the first few days of the first hunt. I’ve always wondered if the lucky tag holder was actually satisfied with the outcome and the experience that beating the odds gave to them. With your WY moose, I don’t have to wonder! With that said, the rest of your season that year and the critters you tagged seem simply AMAZING!
Squirrel,,, NICE! I’ve never really been caught up on casing the biggest and baddest critters when I’ve got a tag to be filled. I guess, to me anyway, the hunt has always been the most important part, successful or not. Eating tag soup on three goat hunts and one sheep hunt has my head spinning but I’m guessing that “The Hunts” were amazing! Totally agree with you on young legs and lungs in the backcountry, “the good old days”, we all look back in time! Also agree with you on the consumption of Mtn. Goats, not good, not good at all! They make good filler while making sausage or sticks only… I’ve never had a bad sheep, they all have been delicious! But moose, I have to agree with Greenhorn, some are just not good and can be tough as hell! PS: Love the retro archery goat pic!
I’ll add another “Big 3” hunt recap.
1983, 1st of my “Big 3” hunts, Montana Mtn. Goat.
1: Yes, drawing the tag had me on cloud-nine! Yes it met all my expectations.
2 & 3: Many, solo scouting trips during the summer led to many solo trips in September. Joined by two buddies in early October when I actually downed the goat. Yes, the hunt was everything that I had hoped for.
4: Drawing a wilderness goat tag while I was still in my teens had to be the greatest thing to happen to me. This tag was probably the true catalyst in fueling my hunting addiction that I have to this day. Many great days were spent in the cliffs chasing these white critters. I called in a killed a bull opening week of archery season while in goat country. Truth be told, I spent way too much time playing with the elk on my following goat hunting trips. I had two buddies pack in with me in early October. They had no desire to accompany me on my goat hunt but I guaranteed them that they’d get into elk during the trip. The hike in took up most of the day and it was late by the time we reached my camping spot. I had the advantage as I had left my pack/gear hanging in a tree so my walk in was very pleasurable! With only a few hours left of daylight we did not take time to set up our camp, we dumped the gear and continued up the canyon. Another mile up the canyon I spotted goats on the opposite side of the canyon and told my two buddies that I was going after them. I also told them to continue up the canyon until they hit a flat bench and that is where the elk should be hanging out. Right at last light, my buddies were standing over a dead bull and heard rocks rolling from across the canyon. They had a commanding view of my goat rolling down the mountain! What a GREAT HUNT!
