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After
over 25 years of talking about going elk hunting with my Dad we
finally found the time to make it happen in 2010.
We had access to hunt some private property near
Montrose, Colorado. The
property was situated in the valley surrounded by mountains in
the distance.
The
weather report did not look promising for our hunt.
The highs were going to be in the 80’s with the lows
only in the 50’s. With
the weather warmer than usual, I knew that if we did see a bull
in the low country that everything had to be perfect for us to
score on a bull. Controlling our human odor was going to
make or break our hunt. To
control our human odor we would rely on our ScentLok Max-1
Savanah clothing along with our Wildlife Research Center Scent
Killer and cover scents.
During
our hunt our strategy was going to be to sit on a water hole.
On the third afternoon of our hunt my Dad and I were
sitting on a water hole hunting from a Ghost Blind.
This water hole was the largest watering hole around for
several miles. When
we got set up for our hunt, the wind was perfect but a few hours
into the hunt the wind began to change and started swirling all
around the pond.
One
hour before dark, I heard some branches breaking to the left of
us. I looked that
way and saw a large set of antlers coming our way.
I told my Dad to get ready, and before I knew it the bull
was at the water hole drinking right where the wind was swirling
the most. My Dad
came to full draw and let his arrow fly.
His arrow went low and hit the mud a few feet in front of
the bull. The bull
trotted out into the water, turned and looked right at us.
By the time the bull stopped to see what had just
happened, I had already drawn my Mathews Z7, and my arrow was on
the way! My arrow
found its mark and buried the Muzzy head deep in the bull behind
his shoulder! The
bull jumped and began to run toward the heavy cover that he had
just come from. In
less than 30 seconds all was quiet.
After
a quick celebration my Dad wanted to go and try to find the
bull. We walked in
the direction that the bull had run and at the end of the
drainage ditch there he lay!
The bull had only gone 50 yards after the shot.
He was a mature 6X4 bull and to this date he is the
biggest bull that has been taken from this piece of property.
After
25 years of talking about elk hunting we made it happen and boy
what a great hunt it was! I can not wait to head back to
Colorado next year for another father/son hunt! |
