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I tried to come up with a creative title and I blanked... which is fitting for the trip.
In the thread earlier this spring about goals for the year I said I finally wanted to shoot a big bull (at least I think that's what I said). Well on some good advice from some members on here I spend the last week hunting the east side of the Wyoming Range. While the elk were around, the hunting was much more difficult than I anticipated, a lot more people than I'm used to, the bulls were extra call shy, the timber was very thick in the places they were hanging making stalking very difficult....etc.
But(!) all that being said, I could have easily lived with those hindrances, and could have easily tagged my biggest bull... as pretty much every bull I saw would have been my biggest bull. There is only one additional factor that proved to be insurmountable...
The F-ing WY wind.
That Summab!tch wouldn't stay blowing in same direction for any length of time over the course of 7 days. Unless of course it didn't matter, like when you would glassing, then it was steady as a rock... but as soon as you were on a stalk it would blow at your back.... guaran-freaking-teed. So while I had more opportunities than I've ever had, on bigger bulls than I've ever seen. I will be eating tag soup this year.
Unless I get the urge to drive another 14 hours back for rifle season.
Here's the only pic I took. This was after the 10th "close call".
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In the thread earlier this spring about goals for the year I said I finally wanted to shoot a big bull (at least I think that's what I said). Well on some good advice from some members on here I spend the last week hunting the east side of the Wyoming Range. While the elk were around, the hunting was much more difficult than I anticipated, a lot more people than I'm used to, the bulls were extra call shy, the timber was very thick in the places they were hanging making stalking very difficult....etc.
But(!) all that being said, I could have easily lived with those hindrances, and could have easily tagged my biggest bull... as pretty much every bull I saw would have been my biggest bull. There is only one additional factor that proved to be insurmountable...
The F-ing WY wind.
That Summab!tch wouldn't stay blowing in same direction for any length of time over the course of 7 days. Unless of course it didn't matter, like when you would glassing, then it was steady as a rock... but as soon as you were on a stalk it would blow at your back.... guaran-freaking-teed. So while I had more opportunities than I've ever had, on bigger bulls than I've ever seen. I will be eating tag soup this year.
Unless I get the urge to drive another 14 hours back for rifle season.
Here's the only pic I took. This was after the 10th "close call".
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lol
