That's right. I'm going to quit talking about how hard it is for me to get the elk meat out. I like elk hunting too much, and i'll keep doing it until I can't get out of bed anymore. Or a bear eats me. Whichever comes first.
I figured out a few years ago that as much as I enjoy hunting I hated the pack out even more. Since that time I have taken 4 or 5 elk with the furthest pack being about 200 yards to a road that I could get my 4 wheeler to. This last year it took me 3 days to find the herd that I like to hunt and those elk refused to come out of the drainage that they were in. If I would of shot one it would of been about a mile pack so I didn't shoot one. But then when I look in my freezer I also figure that I gave away too much elk meat last year and need to get another one this year even if I do have to pack it out.
this is the reason i have been on the elk hunts i have been on, since i have only drawn a cow tag of my own and have yet to pull a bull tag. the only bull hunts i have taken part in have been family members and freinds hunts. usually when one gets a tag, 2 or 3 others go along for the pack out and to enjoy the hunt as well. better belive when i draw my tag im gonna have a handfull of freinds in camp waitin for the good word to lace up they're boots and grab a fram pack.
Elk have been killed close to roads where they could be loaded whole into the bed of a pickup. But it doesn't happen often and I'm not sure that is the experience that I long for. The type of elk hunting that I prefer requires rigorous physical exertion that can cripple someone who is not in shape. Being a college hockey player I have to be in at least fair physical condition most of the year but when one of my buddies got back from the Navy Seals he changed the way I think about physical...