Hey All, thought I'd share...
I took a young lad from Illinios back into unit 45 this past weekend. Not much happened on Saturday. On Sunday, while at the top of "No Name Road", the mountain came alive ( Muledeer, Bruce and I spent time back in this area). Bulls were bulging everywhere! We had down slope wind conditions, so I decided to try for a bull chuckling above us. This bull never hit the high notes while blasting his love call. He simply growled and chuckled. We closed the gap. He let out one more series of chuckles when we were about 50 yards away. I told young Cavan to get an arrow ready. We eased forward. A sinched fist stopped us cold in our tracks. I could hear the bull sneaking towards us through the trees. I motioned to Cavan quietly- I thought the bull was going to appear above us. I reached down and retrieved my range finder from my pocket. I looked up just in time to see the bull ducking through the branches of a pine tree. He was 30 yards out and closing quickly. I motioned Cavan to come forward. He did and I ask him if he could see the bull-it was broadside at 20 yards. Trees where blocking his head and rump, but his entire vital area was exposed. Cavan's first reply was "no". I asked again "do you see him"...no. I said "right there-look 20 yards out". The bull moved his head and Cavan whispered "YES". Right then a rush of cold air zipped across my neck. We were betrayed by the wind! ARGH....! The bull drop five yards down the hill and retreated 8 yards back in the direct from which he came. He spin and stared towards us. He stood there bobbing and weaving his head. He was looking for the source of that stink. He finally trotted off. I turned around to address Cavan., I wish you all could have seen him. His leg was pumping like he had been on a sewing machine for months. I said "Cavan, he's gone. You can stop shaking now." The experience left a memory in this young man's mind. It was something he'll never forget! Can you imagine...your first elk hunt...second day out...and you were 18-20 yards from a 350-370 class bull? He's still up there hunting all by himself-I'm envious!
Edited by iamyourhuckleberry, 18 September 2007 - 04:35 PM.
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