Clawsar
Active member
Hey guys, here’s a story from last weekend:
A buddy and I went out last Friday morning with a cow tag and general tag in each of our pockets. A few weeks ago we saw a couple large groups of cows and we were hoping to fill our freezers, and my first elk was an exciting prospect. We started hiking in at 6:30, made a long 10.5 mile loop seeing only fresh scat, but no animals. The wind and rain were crazy and we assumed the animals were all hunkered down and we just couldn’t find them. We made it back to the truck around 2:30, wet, tired, and a little cold, but decided to try another spot for the last few hours of daylight.
We remembered the ridge we wanted to walk being a 5 mile loop, but parked at the wrong gate. About 3 miles in we got to the ridge with the sun dropping low. As we paralleled the ridge down to where it dumped into a prairie we saw tons of fresh sign, but again no animals. As we got to the prairie at 5:30 we finally spotted a small group of elk! As we closed the gap from 350 yards, to 300, and finally down to 225, we spotted a bull within the group. All said and done, I got my first elk, a little bull, and my friend shot a cow. 12 hours later we dragged them out to the truck and started driving home. It was a 22 hour day, 30 miles of hiking, and a cumulative 360 lbs of healthy packaged elk meat. Not the cow I was expecting but I’ll take it!
A buddy and I went out last Friday morning with a cow tag and general tag in each of our pockets. A few weeks ago we saw a couple large groups of cows and we were hoping to fill our freezers, and my first elk was an exciting prospect. We started hiking in at 6:30, made a long 10.5 mile loop seeing only fresh scat, but no animals. The wind and rain were crazy and we assumed the animals were all hunkered down and we just couldn’t find them. We made it back to the truck around 2:30, wet, tired, and a little cold, but decided to try another spot for the last few hours of daylight.
We remembered the ridge we wanted to walk being a 5 mile loop, but parked at the wrong gate. About 3 miles in we got to the ridge with the sun dropping low. As we paralleled the ridge down to where it dumped into a prairie we saw tons of fresh sign, but again no animals. As we got to the prairie at 5:30 we finally spotted a small group of elk! As we closed the gap from 350 yards, to 300, and finally down to 225, we spotted a bull within the group. All said and done, I got my first elk, a little bull, and my friend shot a cow. 12 hours later we dragged them out to the truck and started driving home. It was a 22 hour day, 30 miles of hiking, and a cumulative 360 lbs of healthy packaged elk meat. Not the cow I was expecting but I’ll take it!