2footroper
Well-Known Member
Well here is the result of my first ever elk hunt. 3 hours into the first day. 3rd bull I looked at that morning. Heard him bugle as we entered a disked wheat field . My guide bugled back and we saw him about 1/2 mile away in a pine and juniper hillside. My guide then hit him with a cow call and he came trotting down the hillside to another small pine thicket. There was a fence there and we thought he was going to show up and hop the fence to us but never did. Had the fence ranged out at 285yds. We waited and cow called a couple more times. After about 10 minutes we thought he may have bedded in that thicket. All of the sudden to our right I saw ivory tipped tines approaching from a bowl in the field at about 75 yards. He tried to circle us to get down wind but never got far enough to wind us. Only a 50 yard shot. I know he's no monster but I've always been a believer of "never pass on the first day what you would hope for on the last day." About 450 lbs. of butchered boned elk meat in the freezer and a memory to last the rest of my life. Now I can hold out of a big one next year.
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