Elk Turd
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So I finally got the pictures developed of my buck I shot while hiking 5000 miles with Moosie.
I would like to share a little thoughts about the hunt, why I took this monster buck, and how we got him out.
Moosie, Wylee, and I hiked in 5 or so miles back in the mountains and set up our luxurious camp.
We all wanted to shoot a trophy buck (I was the only one to pull the trigger over our 4 day hunt) so we held out as long as possible. After hunting for two hard days, and not seeing bucks (only does
) I decided to shoot the first buck I saw.
Please notice in the pictures the spread on this deer, and the "trash". I sat and patterned this deer all morning, seeing how it fed along with all the does, breastmilk,
, just like Eastman says in the "High Country Mulies". I couldn't tell if the ears or the antlers were bigger. The buck would flip his ears around and it would get in the way of the massive, non-typical rack, so it was really hard to field judge.
Perched on a fallen tree, I lay my crosshairs just behind the elbow, take one breath in, let out half, then squeezed the trigger. Yeah, all the dirt blew off the ground, couldn't see a thing, and couldn't find my trophy anywhere!?!?!
I didn't move, not wanting to scare the deer off if I just wounded it. Moosie shows up a few minutes later and asked if I'd shot. I guess the smile on my face was hidden by my....err...never mind. We walked over to the spot where the trophy buck was, and I found blood. Not too much, but some.
To make a long boring story even longer, we finally found the buck, dead of course. Moosie said to go get the game bags from camp and he would start boning it out. He said he had a couple of ziploc's and that should do it.
This buck scored 125 to 130!!!! I use a little different scoring system, millimeters!!!
Already getting ready to hike back into the mountains again this year! Good luck to everyone!!!!!
I would like to share a little thoughts about the hunt, why I took this monster buck, and how we got him out.
Moosie, Wylee, and I hiked in 5 or so miles back in the mountains and set up our luxurious camp.
We all wanted to shoot a trophy buck (I was the only one to pull the trigger over our 4 day hunt) so we held out as long as possible. After hunting for two hard days, and not seeing bucks (only does
Please notice in the pictures the spread on this deer, and the "trash". I sat and patterned this deer all morning, seeing how it fed along with all the does, breastmilk,
Perched on a fallen tree, I lay my crosshairs just behind the elbow, take one breath in, let out half, then squeezed the trigger. Yeah, all the dirt blew off the ground, couldn't see a thing, and couldn't find my trophy anywhere!?!?!
I didn't move, not wanting to scare the deer off if I just wounded it. Moosie shows up a few minutes later and asked if I'd shot. I guess the smile on my face was hidden by my....err...never mind. We walked over to the spot where the trophy buck was, and I found blood. Not too much, but some.
To make a long boring story even longer, we finally found the buck, dead of course. Moosie said to go get the game bags from camp and he would start boning it out. He said he had a couple of ziploc's and that should do it.
This buck scored 125 to 130!!!! I use a little different scoring system, millimeters!!!
Already getting ready to hike back into the mountains again this year! Good luck to everyone!!!!!
