Keep your chin up, we're pullin' for ya! And my 200 head of momma cows agree with me, every one of those hairballs you or anybody else shoots makes me one step closer to being at one with the world You sure are gonna earn your wolf this year, seems like karma is setting you up for an alpha male!
With the semester starting last week i'm pretty much done wolf hunting this season, only got one hunt in at Canyon Crick, cut some old tracks and that was it.
Be careful huntin' out there by yourself, especially on a horse, i swear they make life more dificult right up to the point ya put em back in the trailer and realise you can't do it without em sometimes. Good luck!
Well no worries for my sake, When a guy is dressed for horse back in below zero, and he decides to do his best descending cartwheel in a hidden snow drift, and preforms a spectacular dismount like I had, the bounce in the snow is not as bad as the wolf that was getting away!
So it goes like this. I decided to take a week off of wolf hunting, to catch up on work, and do some wolf hunting research, which almost paid off! Yesterday my wife returned from Las Vegas at 1pm and by 3pm I was on ol' Doopsie headed up the mountain. 500 yards from the truck I cut a wolf track! It meandered through about 200 elk which at the time seemed pretty calm. I howled and waited 15 minutes as I glassed. Nothing happened so off I went.
I decided to back track the wolf track up the mountain and in doing so I had to travel through about another 300 elk. Most of the elk headed down hill away from me as I traveled along, except one bunch. This particular bunch of40-50 elk had two spikes and no calves. I usually go way out of my way to not bother the elk but this bunch was really making this difficult. In the course of travelling up the mountain these elk got pushed all the way to just short of the top. Suddenly they stopped and ran down hill quartering by me and all the way to the bottom bunch of elk where they started their 2 mile round trip. Weird behavior is all I could think at the time.
After this little incident I followed the wolf track another mile-ish and as wouldn't you guess it, the tracks led me to the knob just above the area that the elk had changed directions, and then I saw that there sat two wolves 150 yards from me, looking away.
Well my dumb...... self, decided recently, because of another incident, to start wrapping my sling around my rifle as I placed it in the scabbard to keep it from dangling and catching on branches. Believe me this can also make rifle extraction difficult! So there sits two wolves as I jerk on my rifle one gets up and looks at me and leaves. Just as I settle the cross hairs on the darker wolf it stands up and runs off! So I bail back on the horse and run in the direction the wolves went. At this point I see a days’ worth of wolf tracks that appears to be at least 4-5 wolves. As I approached the top of another knob I jumped off the horse next to a big rock and below me 150ish yards away I see a scud missile that resembles a wolfy. Too shaky to rattle one down the pipe I decide to take a rest on the rock and by that time the show is over. The wolf goes out of sight as the mountain rounds off steeper. So once again it is back to the races. I saddled back up and went 300 yards where I suddenly found a place to unexpectedly turn into frosty the snowman.
Reins still in my hand and nose full of snow, I jumped back on and raced down the mountain. I had already been to the top and was now going down the other side. I found a vantage point and jumped off my horse and began to glass. Below me two wolves, began to howl really short howls, and I could swear the sound was coming from a hill 350 to 600 yards away. I could not for the life of me find them. I howled back and forth for 10 minutes, and nothing! Then 30 minutes later, just as it was getting too dark to see I heard the bunch of wolves light up big time just over a mile away. They had used a willow aspen creek bottom to elude me, and I swear they threw their howls off to screw me over!
Frozen almost to death, I noticed when the bunch of wolves started to howl, that my untrusted steed decided it was time to get! I panicked and took chase! Thank god 100 yards of worry and Doopsie was gathered up and under my control! It really was a sight I am sure, me stiffly running after my horse, when that cold and all other events in consideration.
On the way home I noticed that another wolf had joined the track I initially found and followed it the entire way damn near to my truck!
Well today was not that exciting but I reneged on my vow to not shoot a coyote until I had a wolf tagged. Besides obviously I needed a tune up, my horse needed to hear that gun go off, and I watched that coyote run from 75 yards until it stopped at 396 yards. Temptation overload!
Ya gotta be tough when yer dumb!
It seems maybe those wolves are hanging just close enough to watch the entertainment I think we should take up a collection and get you a hat with one of those video cameras on it so we can all share in the fun.
Hope you hook up with a couple of them soon!
High Fence, Low Fence, Stuck in the Fence, if I can Tag it and Eat it, it's Hunting!
"Pain is weakness leaving your body"
We otta take up a collection and get Hank a satellite phone and a Gopro camera.
This saga would make a great documentary.
I need a gopro! I am telling you, I keep it exciting! You all say, I need to not hunt alone, but my dad is the only one crazy enough to hunt with me, and once a week is enough for him! I think sometimes I go too hard, but if I was as good at killing them wolves as I have been at finding them, them wolves might be in trouble!
Ya gotta be tough when yer dumb!
Rooster- That's a great story. You should be glad that you're at least seeing the damned things. I've been howling back and forth with a pack that runs the Thompson River Rd the last four times I've been out. The little SOBs have figured out that staying in the deep timber is much more healthy for em. I was within about 75 yards of three yesterday. We howled and barked back and forth with each other for 30min or so, but as soon as I got up to get a better vantage point, they bolted for the top of the ridge. I paced off 78 steps before I got in their tracks. That marks 3 times in a row that I've been well under 100yards and have yet to actually see em. The one time I did actually see em was glassing from truck, at a couple thousand yds. I'm getting about ready to head south and join you fellas in some more open country. Keep at em!
I like things that go "bang"... I love things that go "BOOM!"
This is a male 98 pound male 3.5 year old shot by my friend and employee the first week of December. It was killed at 200 yards which is not long range so please have forgiveness. Shot with a 257 improved. This wolf was with 9 others and had a collar. These wolves were very vocal all morning, and his step dad shot one within a half mile of this one in October. These wolves were killed about four miles from their house and 15 of my house.
Ya gotta be tough when yer dumb!