OntarioHunter
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1981 I shot this big bull over a mile from a long abandoned logging road. I pulled it down the mountain myself. After a fifty point turn I managed to back my '53 Chev stock up to a cut in the road. The bull stuck halfway through the stock rack tailgate. I was about to chop the tailgate up with a Pulaski when I conceived the idea of using the adse end to pry the tailgate up and out of the stake holes. Pry it up a bit, stick a rock underneath, and go to the next stake. Eventually it came loose and I pulled the whole works onto the bed. Then the tailgate gave up the elk. You can see it tied to the left side of stockrack.
It was so steep I had to tie up the bull to dress it. Then kicked him loose and watched him fly through the air end over end for twenty yards. I turned him around and got him started downhill again. The third tine on the left side hooked my wool pants and I rode the bull down the mountain for about thirty yards before it slammed into a tree.
I was not smiling because I was too tired.
The bull was shot on the ridge above this cliff. I kept it on the crest of the ridge all the way to floor of the valley.
Edit: Looking for the original photo today I found a second one Dad took from a different angle. The hole in left leg of my pants is clearly visible where the bull hooked me when we went for a toboggan ride. Long underwear is visible through the tear. Thanks for the memories.
It was so steep I had to tie up the bull to dress it. Then kicked him loose and watched him fly through the air end over end for twenty yards. I turned him around and got him started downhill again. The third tine on the left side hooked my wool pants and I rode the bull down the mountain for about thirty yards before it slammed into a tree.
I was not smiling because I was too tired.
The bull was shot on the ridge above this cliff. I kept it on the crest of the ridge all the way to floor of the valley.
Edit: Looking for the original photo today I found a second one Dad took from a different angle. The hole in left leg of my pants is clearly visible where the bull hooked me when we went for a toboggan ride. Long underwear is visible through the tear. Thanks for the memories.
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