squirrel
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Found this guy who had obviously lost a major tussle.
Opening day arrived and I saw two bulls, one off limits and one too late to do much but watch and set up day two... day two he was still there and I just couldn't shoot at 40 yards so early on such a broken up monster, he had a 6x6 chunk of missing palm and a broken off 16+ inch second tine but small palms, huge bull though.
Day 3 and I had to take off mid-day to pick up my 7 new llamas and get them home, it was my plan to get them settled in and grab 6-8 good ones and head to the back country for a week or more of trying for some of the wilderness bulls that had never been hunted, or at least never taken, according to kill reports. My plans went awry when while haltering one of the new boys he blew out my knee while I was not watching closely. I couldn't even get in the truck let alone take llamas 5-10 miles in the wilderness.
Day 4 spent on ice, day 5 road hunting on crutches. Have you ever tried to cross a beaver dam on crutches?? day 6 I could at least road hunt out of the jeep as i could work the clutch.
Some cool old cabins i visited to escape storms or just hang out and call from.
Every day my knee got better but time was ticking away on my Once in a lifetime tag, those huge wilderness tracks were calling but it would have been foolish as i had issues just exiting my jeep in anything resembling a hurry, let alone handling a string and butchering a moose. It was day seven when i ditched the crutches and realized the bow was just not gonna cut it for a one-legged road hunter... I put it away and took the rifle, the indians had lost once again...
Opening day arrived and I saw two bulls, one off limits and one too late to do much but watch and set up day two... day two he was still there and I just couldn't shoot at 40 yards so early on such a broken up monster, he had a 6x6 chunk of missing palm and a broken off 16+ inch second tine but small palms, huge bull though.
Day 3 and I had to take off mid-day to pick up my 7 new llamas and get them home, it was my plan to get them settled in and grab 6-8 good ones and head to the back country for a week or more of trying for some of the wilderness bulls that had never been hunted, or at least never taken, according to kill reports. My plans went awry when while haltering one of the new boys he blew out my knee while I was not watching closely. I couldn't even get in the truck let alone take llamas 5-10 miles in the wilderness.
Day 4 spent on ice, day 5 road hunting on crutches. Have you ever tried to cross a beaver dam on crutches?? day 6 I could at least road hunt out of the jeep as i could work the clutch.
Some cool old cabins i visited to escape storms or just hang out and call from.
Every day my knee got better but time was ticking away on my Once in a lifetime tag, those huge wilderness tracks were calling but it would have been foolish as i had issues just exiting my jeep in anything resembling a hurry, let alone handling a string and butchering a moose. It was day seven when i ditched the crutches and realized the bow was just not gonna cut it for a one-legged road hunter... I put it away and took the rifle, the indians had lost once again...
