Melvin Hart, a taxidermist in Yukon, recently returned from bow hunting in Colorado where he killed a massive bull elk.
“I was bow hunting in the lower part of Colorado in the front range,” Hart said. “I was still hunting the north facing mountain side, walking the benches looking down on the next bench when I caught a real heavy elk scent.
“It was so strong I thought I was close to a whole herd but it turned out to be this one huge bull that was holed up in this little green patch on the side of the mountain. Took me awhile but I was able to get an arrow in him at 30 yards and he went about 50 (yards) before laying over.
“Reason there was so much elk scent was because it turned out to be a bulls’ den where this bull had been living for what looked like several months. If I hadn’t stumbled on to him he probably might never have been killed.”
The elk had a green score of 439 1/8 Pope and Young. The bull was a 9×9 with 21-inch brow tines.
“All his points are exceptionally long,” Hart said. “It was about a mile and a half pack out to get him to a trail that I could use to get him out. Had to drop into a canyon and back out the other side.
In the end. I think it was all worth the trouble.”
There it sits. Alone and forgotten in a desk drawer or maybe in the bottom of your hunting pack. The lowly compass. Primarily initially replaced by the hand held GPS and now even by the new “smart” cell phones that include GPS, electronic compass – even real time imaging on aerial maps! Once the friend of every hunter and now the companion of few. It is not glamorous or glitzy, that is for sure… no bells and no whistles. Aaaaah, but let’s not rush to forget our...