Thanks for letting me enjoy your hunts and pictures.
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Fri, 2009-09-04 21:22#41
Lets see your first !
Thu, 2010-07-08 18:44#42
Lets see your first elk
Thought I would bump this one seeing as I started the muley one.
Fri, 2010-07-09 13:43#43
Great post...and some great
Great post...and some great looking animals and even better stories.
Fri, 2010-07-09 14:31#44
great story elkkill06. I'll
great story elkkill06. I'll try and get mine up soon
Sat, 2010-07-10 09:09#45
These "let's see your first"
These "let's see your first" post are great. If my internship at Rocky Mtn National Park wasn't taking up all my time I'd be getting mine up here. This is sure an amazing place to be working though.
And how convenient that this contest starts when I have pretty much zero access to the forum haha
Sat, 2010-07-10 15:02#46
Unfortunately I have not
Unfortunately I have not harvested my first Bull or cow! But this year i plan to and believe me the story and the PICS will be coming. Thank you to all of you that shared your GREAT stories.
Thu, 2010-07-15 06:53#47
Like the rest of you... I
Like the rest of you... I will never forget my first bull. I got him the first year that I took over planning for our group. I did a ton of electronic and phone scouting prior to the draw that year and came up with what I figured to be the answer to our groups elk hunting dilemma. Our scouting trip to the area in August got us revved up. We were seeing groups of 15-30 elk on a regular basis. I even got video of bulls fighting and bugling. Needless to say, when opening morning rolled around, complete with 1.5 inches of freshly fallen snow, I was ready to put an elk on the ground. I made the 3 mile hike to my pre-determined spot in the dark. I got to my spot 45 minutes before the shooting light and it started to snow... and yes, I was covered in sweat and FREEZING. As soon as it got light enough to see I saw cows with calves. They were about 700 yards away and moving down into scrub oak where I wouldn't have a chance in hell at em so I took off. By the time I got to where they were they had descended into the "Congo" and I was even colder than ever. Then all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye I spotted movement. The biggest bull I have seen within rifle range (during a season that I had a bull tag for) stepped out and bugled in the direction of the cows. I dropped to a knee, he looked my way, I settled the crosshairs a third of the way up behind the shoulder and slowly added pressure to the trigger. He spun and ran but otherwise didn't act hit. After two hours of looking for blood in the snow I gave up. I put in all that time scouting to be paid off with an opportunity at a great bull and I MISSED? I couldn't believe it. I didn't fill any big game tag before night fall and thus according to camp tradition... the bill of my hat was cut off since I had missed and hadn't brought back meat. After running through the scenario a million times I realized what had happened. My Rem 700 SS DM in 270 winchester is a real shooter (sub-moa) and always has been. But the first shot out of a clean and oiled barrel is always thrown high and right. FIGURE THAT ONE OUT. I had cleaned the rifle but hadn't burned the oil as I call it (even though I do not store it with excess oil floating around in there). I returned to my spot morning after morning, hoping for the opportunity to re-present itself. Finally on the fourth and last day of the hunt it did. It was about 11:00 when my brother and dad emerged from the aspens, ending the push that they had just done in order to meet up with me. By the time my bro had made it up to me, my dad was still 300 yards out. Then I heard crashing in the aspens coming our way from the opposite direction that they had hiked. I yanked my bro to the ground and got my gun up just in time to see a line of 7 bulls running full-bore through the aspens. I swung my 270 win onto the first in line (the largest... a 250-300 inch 6x6) but all I could see was hair. I had made the rookie mistake of leaving my scope cranked up to 9X. I turned it down to three and got back onto the first bull that I saw. I held on the front of his chest as a lead and pressed the trigger. He buckled. He got back up and broke off from the rest, still at an all-out run. I fired again and down he went.
When he went down for the second time my brother said something like, "he broke his antler when he fell!" I thought I had seen something strange too when he turned straight away but didn't think it was possible for him to break it just from the fall. When we got to him we realized the uniqueness of the bull I had just taken. He was a standard 5 on one side and had a split club on the other! How lucky was I to have had my scope cranked up so that I had the chance to get this guy. I know that I'll get a chance at a big typical some day but I probably won't ever get another chance at a clubber bull.
I can't get the pic to upload but I'll keep trying.
Thu, 2010-07-15 07:35#48
Nice elk guys keep the pic's coming!
Sat, 2010-07-17 14:27#49
Sat, 2010-07-17 17:50#50
hawkeye270, Very cool story
Very cool story and I can't waite to see the pics.