Alright everyone I am between a rock and a hard place... I have been hunting the same mountain here in western Colorado for 9 years. The first time I went out there I killed a bull and that mountain stole my heart! Since that day if I was thinking about hunting at all it was about my next adventure there. There have been years we filled our tags and there has been years we only filled a couple. Most the time it was me eating tag soup...but I love watching others be successful and enjoy my time out there.
As you all know times change. After about 4 years out there I started seeing more back pack hunters and horse camps come in. Also saw a change in the outfitter running the area and they doubled the amount of hunters per season than usual. All good to me as this is all of our land and I'm happy to see others enjoying it as well!
This past year I was packed up for a 10 day archery hunt. When I pulled up to the parking lot it looked like our local City Market. As we were headed in we passed a few day hikers walking out and a group taking a bull and buck back to the truck. Was glad to see them guys had some success which got me pumped up. Another 4 miles and we pulled up to our camp...unfortunately to find a camp of 6 already homesteaded there. We went over and visited. What a bunch of great guys!! Found out they had been hunting the mountain for 25 years and we shared stories back and forth for 2 hours then had to shut it down because my mule wanted his saddle off if he was going to be standing there...haha We found out they were leaving in the morning and we would just slip in right after them. We set everything to the side, put our tents up and visited all night with them. Like I said what a great group of guys.
Well to shorten this a bit we were only there for 3 of the 10 days. After the guys left we set up camp and that evening we had 3 camps go down below us. Total of 10 guys with tags. The next day I needed a nap and went back to camp for some lunch and a snooze. Well I was woke up by 2 guys putting there camp up literally 20 yards away. I got a little fired up but kept my mouth shut. I mean we are 7 miles deep and you have to camp right next door??? I talked to the guys and they saw 2 new camps going in above us...3 guys per camp. So that night my buddy and I went up on top of the mountain thinking maybe we can get away from everyone. Well we had a rude awakening! We called in a group of 3 hunters and another group of 2. We talked to the group of 2 and found out on the other side of the mountain had 3 camps and all the outfitters guys were down there and on the neighboring mountain.
Well that evening we went back to camp and tried to come up with a game plan. I was sitting there thinking about our next move by the fire when I heard 2 bulls bugling in the canyon behind us. Bingo! That's what we are doing in the morning! So morning came and we were almost set to head to the canyon when our neighbor came over and asked us which way we were headed. We told him we were head to the canyon and he said "no your not". I said excuse me? He said that he had sent his other partner that way and he is headed that way as well. He was sticking around for us to get up so he can tell us not to go over there. Well..one of the guys I was with said " First come first serve" and off we went. We went to the other side of the canyon opposite of where the other gentlemen was just in case things went wrong on his side. We had perfect wind that morning going down hill. The elk were bugling and chasing cows. We found the other guy on the other side and he was calling so we all sat back and watched him work the elk. There was a few times I thought he had shot but must of had something in the way as he was drawn several times but no arrow released. After watching for about 30 minutes I could start to hear a bugle and cow calls coming from behind the hunter. The bulls were still bugling in the bottom of the canyon. 10 minutes had passed and all the sudden we glassed up another hunter moving in on the first hunter. Well you could tell they found each other as the new guy walked off.
All the sudden my buddy says he sees 2 more guys moving in below the original hunter. It was getting later in the day and the wind is about to start to change and swirl. Well the 2 new guys go right past the one gentlemen and dive right down in the bottom..the wind switched and all hell broke loose. Elk scattered all different directions. My group got together and headed back to camp. When we got there and talked about how that morning played out we all came to the conclusion its time to leave. So...that's what we did. By 2 pm we were back to the truck headed for town.
I am sorry for the long drawn out story but I am trying to convince myself its time to move on and find a new place. My head knows what's right but my heart is ripping me back. If any of you have gone through this I would love to see how you handled it and the thought process you went through on moving on?
BHGH11
As you all know times change. After about 4 years out there I started seeing more back pack hunters and horse camps come in. Also saw a change in the outfitter running the area and they doubled the amount of hunters per season than usual. All good to me as this is all of our land and I'm happy to see others enjoying it as well!
This past year I was packed up for a 10 day archery hunt. When I pulled up to the parking lot it looked like our local City Market. As we were headed in we passed a few day hikers walking out and a group taking a bull and buck back to the truck. Was glad to see them guys had some success which got me pumped up. Another 4 miles and we pulled up to our camp...unfortunately to find a camp of 6 already homesteaded there. We went over and visited. What a bunch of great guys!! Found out they had been hunting the mountain for 25 years and we shared stories back and forth for 2 hours then had to shut it down because my mule wanted his saddle off if he was going to be standing there...haha We found out they were leaving in the morning and we would just slip in right after them. We set everything to the side, put our tents up and visited all night with them. Like I said what a great group of guys.
Well to shorten this a bit we were only there for 3 of the 10 days. After the guys left we set up camp and that evening we had 3 camps go down below us. Total of 10 guys with tags. The next day I needed a nap and went back to camp for some lunch and a snooze. Well I was woke up by 2 guys putting there camp up literally 20 yards away. I got a little fired up but kept my mouth shut. I mean we are 7 miles deep and you have to camp right next door??? I talked to the guys and they saw 2 new camps going in above us...3 guys per camp. So that night my buddy and I went up on top of the mountain thinking maybe we can get away from everyone. Well we had a rude awakening! We called in a group of 3 hunters and another group of 2. We talked to the group of 2 and found out on the other side of the mountain had 3 camps and all the outfitters guys were down there and on the neighboring mountain.
Well that evening we went back to camp and tried to come up with a game plan. I was sitting there thinking about our next move by the fire when I heard 2 bulls bugling in the canyon behind us. Bingo! That's what we are doing in the morning! So morning came and we were almost set to head to the canyon when our neighbor came over and asked us which way we were headed. We told him we were head to the canyon and he said "no your not". I said excuse me? He said that he had sent his other partner that way and he is headed that way as well. He was sticking around for us to get up so he can tell us not to go over there. Well..one of the guys I was with said " First come first serve" and off we went. We went to the other side of the canyon opposite of where the other gentlemen was just in case things went wrong on his side. We had perfect wind that morning going down hill. The elk were bugling and chasing cows. We found the other guy on the other side and he was calling so we all sat back and watched him work the elk. There was a few times I thought he had shot but must of had something in the way as he was drawn several times but no arrow released. After watching for about 30 minutes I could start to hear a bugle and cow calls coming from behind the hunter. The bulls were still bugling in the bottom of the canyon. 10 minutes had passed and all the sudden we glassed up another hunter moving in on the first hunter. Well you could tell they found each other as the new guy walked off.
All the sudden my buddy says he sees 2 more guys moving in below the original hunter. It was getting later in the day and the wind is about to start to change and swirl. Well the 2 new guys go right past the one gentlemen and dive right down in the bottom..the wind switched and all hell broke loose. Elk scattered all different directions. My group got together and headed back to camp. When we got there and talked about how that morning played out we all came to the conclusion its time to leave. So...that's what we did. By 2 pm we were back to the truck headed for town.
I am sorry for the long drawn out story but I am trying to convince myself its time to move on and find a new place. My head knows what's right but my heart is ripping me back. If any of you have gone through this I would love to see how you handled it and the thought process you went through on moving on?
BHGH11