RE: My late elk hunt
Ok Im back.
Now for the rest of the story, We arrive at the spot where Curt saw the elk. And they ere not in sight but we could hear them calling to each other so things were looking good. Down the side of the mountain we go into another god awful hole. I said “I thought you said it was a nice easy hunt” They were just as sore as I was but we headed in anyway. Once we got down in the bottom it was thick. Jungle thick and we came to a creek that we had to cross. Guess what, my Danners leak. Darn it. Up to the top of the next hill and we started to glass the surrounding hillside till we see elk. We spot four cows on the same hillside we came down and begin our stalk I went hi and curt went low and Doyle came in side hilling Curt was a bit faster than the rest of us and got within 20 yards of a big cow, he started to draw his bow and lost his footing. He tried to catch his self but only wound up breaking branches and sending the cows on a mad dash to god know where. We split up from there and hunted the big bowl for the rest of the day. About 1430 I spot a nice cow feeding on a hillside all by her lonesome and decided to make a stalk. The temp was dropping and the sun was going down and I had to hurry the snow was getting crunchy I got with in 100yards of her as it was getting dark and I had a nice walk out of that hell hole in the dark. So I broke off and headed for the truck. We get back to our camp to find a truck parked at our trailer and no one is around and then we see a light behind our trailer we walk out to see what’s going on and it seam’s as we were walking all over god creation two guys got up late and were driving by our camp and noticed 6 cows standing behind our trailer so they jumped out and shot two of them. Kind of figures don’t it! LOL
We came home that next morning with nothing to show for all the hard miles we put on. But all three of us will tell you it was one of the best hunts of our lives. So many memory’s on this hunt. It’s just special and I thought it bared repeating in written form. Hope you all enjoyed my elk hunt at least half as much as I did. Next August I’ll be back in the wilds of Oregon to chase the big bugling bulls but I’ll always remember the cows in the snow.